Paint me a coat of naivety

I read an interview piece with Armi Millare on L’Officiel recently, and one thing she said struck a chord, one I have been fiddling with for a while. How do you deal with writer’s block? I used to think I had it a lot, but now I see it as a process of warming oneself up. It

Faded periwinkle dreams

There’s something heartbreaking, but fulfilling in seeing reality in full color. There’s a reason dreams are often depicted within the clouds, painted in subdued shades of faded periwinkle and soft pinks. Dreams give us an illusion of a fully positive world: one where all is right and well, and where everyone loves without apprehension, keep

A lover of others’ stories, a critic of my own

I consider myself a lover of people’s stories. Engaging in conversations with people to learn more about their life, views and principles is something that brings me great joy. The privilege of being able to pull together their struggles and successes into colorful prose is rewarding on its own, even more so when it is

I keep coming back to you, HK

During my pubescent years, I spent a huge chunk of my vacation days travelling to Hong Kong to visit my aunt and uncle who used to live there. Almost every summer, I find myself in the comfort of busy streets, steamed custard buns, and rude as hell shopkeepers. Nowadays, my relatives may have relocated to

Snap my life: Work day

A writer’s work is adventurous, demanding, but ultimately fulfilling. I always find myself learning something new; one day I’m writing about investment banking (my first ever job assignment, with which I know nil about and had to plow through endless amounts of research material just to understand a few phrases) to talking to people who