I should be a food critic

  Hi, I know, I know....I'm terribly sorry. I haven't written because...well, I was lazy. It's not that I didn't have anything to talk about it's just that by the time I got around to it I had too much to talk about, you know? Anyway...How about I just do an awesome photo gallery of my past week and a half? Will you forgive me then? Ok? Ok. I love you, too. Enjoy:
  

So Chiri (pictured) is (was? when do you leave, Chiface?) in town...so according to our tradition, we went to an ethnic restaurant (last visit we went to a Himalayan restaurant in Kaimuki)--and by "we"  mean Chiri, Vicki (the other Asian girl pictured) and I. We orginially meant to go to Sake Street but the place was closed on Mondays so we checked out the spot called Cafe Duck Butt (apparently it's Karaoke + Korean?)...anyway, we didn't make it out of the car and ultimately ended up at Millions...one of our favorite yakinuku Korean food spots. It's cheap, it's delicious, it's tons of food plus the booths are huge and they're opened till forever in the morning (great place to hit up after drinking...or before). We dined like kings and ordered this soju (it's like Korean vodka) with a strawberry yogurt flavor. It sounds so strange yet tastes sooo good. We ordered a pitcher of it but it was watered down to the point where it couldn't do much damage between the three of us. Anyway, we had a blast catching up and grilling meats and chomping on kimchee everything.

  I think that was on a Monday because on Tuesday, I was a delinquent (again) and went out on a school night (I know!). Well, I felt like it was neccessary since it was a birthday party for a billionaire I've never met before and we got in free if we wore white and gold (I had to try the Miami Vice party once, ok--don't judge!). Chiri ended up going with Wes (her highschool sweetheart) and we all had a blast (although Chiri seemed to directly avoid the theme altogether in her predominantly black outfit). They hired 2 DJs, an emcee, a body-paint artist, models in swimsuits (I'm assuming these people were hired as well) to get their body painted, and a portable pole with strip-aerobics girls (I honestly don't know how else to explain this: they were in tank tops and micro shorts and barefoot but I don't think they were professional strippers...just girls who knew how to work the pole, sorta. I was a bit confused about them). They also hired belly dancers ( I saw one--the girl in the picture--getting ready to perform in the VIP room and she was balancing a knife on her head. She said it's so heavy that there's a dent in her scalp and that's where she places the knife...props to her commitment to the artform).

  On Wednsday, I went to eat at this awesome Okinaowan hole-in-the-wall restaurant called Sunrise. They're food is, like, totally unexplainably delicious. And cheap! And the sushi is, as Sey would say, "thebomb.com!"  If you haven't tried that place yet, you're missing out on life, seriously. Anyway, for some reason, Brent finished work super early on Thursday, so he came in to town to come get me...and instead we went to dinner with my mom and sister at this ramen spot in Waikiki (the name escapes me....but the food is great there too, pinky promise).  

  Friday, I coordinated a fashion shoot...*ahem* my fashion shoot, to go along with my first fashion article that will appear in a hotel near you (come July). I was super excited with the way it turned out and I go to feature my friends (both designers) along with Seychelle, who got to model the clothes. It was fabulous! Saturday doesn't deserve to get bolded because I did absolutely nothing on that day and then Sunday, I cleaned my room (pause for applause) and went to Brent's house. I watched Papi get a bath and I also caught up with American Idol and Dancing with the Stars for this season. Overall, I had a busy week...and it's only Monday...well, Tuesday now, I guess. But you get my point.

fin.