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Hong Kong – A Neon Paradise

26 May

It’s your local friendly Ghost Sister here! Or ‘Gwae Mae’ as the Chinese, (fondly I think), like to call me. 

I’ve just returned from a business trip to the big, brash and bustling metropolis that is Hong Kong. The city is a heady mix for the senses, where around every street corner and alley way there is certainly something to tempt your taste buds!

This is my third trip to Hong Kong, and thing I look forward to the most is the food. I gorge myself. It’s not pretty, but I don’t care. The locals find it amusing to watch the big red-headed Gwae Mae heap table spoonfuls of chilli into her pig intestine noodle soup. I pride myself on my ability to eat absolutely anything that no longer moves. But my interesting eating habits are quite another story, so lets skip to the shopping, shall we?

My second most favourite part of coming to Hong Kong. The shopping! If you enjoy rooting around for total tat and haggling your arse off for it, then this is the place for you! My most prized possessions are from HK – my beloved pink wig (very Lost in Translation), and my fake watches. They last FOREVER, and were probably made in the same factory as the real thang, c’est non?

Which leads me to me next anecdote… the stranger I met on my first night. Looking rather lost in the sleazy part of Wan Chai, a nice American chap stopped to help. I was having trouble finding the spicy crab restaurant, a friend had kindly recommended, and he offered to help show the way. When he offered to sit with me at dinner I thought, ‘How lovely’, no gal wants to wing it alone on a Saturday night, right?  Anyway turns out this chap had written, and I quote, ‘The most important book of 2009’,  well if the Economist says so then it must be right?  The book is called ‘Poorly Made in China’ and the chaps name is Paul Midler. The book is an expose on the underhand dealings within China’s manufacturing industry… certainly food for thought. 


Anyway, back to frivolous thinking – drinking in HK!  A highlight was Philippe Starck’s Felix Bar in the uber-posh Peninsula Hotel in Kowloon. It’s got Starck’s signature minimalist take on sky high quaffing, not unlike St Martin’s Lane Hotel in London, but with infinitely more majestic views. I got all inspired over a few Felixpolitans, watching the daily ‘light show’ on Hong Kong Island’s harbour; a spectacular symphony of neon patterns, rhythmically playing out over Wan Chai’s sky scrapers. I think the next collection will most certainly be neon architecture-inspired – so watch this space!  TUFT xxx