playin ’ dress up in your 50 ’ s

called the parents to tell them of holiday plans.

3 months in the job, and changing office in less than a month made me panicked a little, what if, my boss doesn't approve my western-induced-mind-christmas-cannot-work plans?!

'mom. i m coming back end dec'
'ok..ur boss allow or not'
'i m comin back, i m going to get married'
'huh. who are u marrying?!'
'santa claus. i will send the boss a photo of me sitting in santa's lap'
'ok la whatever….by the way, u are coming to the hong kong december ball with us in beijing'
'i am? ok. what's the theme?'
'HK glorious sixties'
'ok…is that the cultural revolution time? can i go as a farmer-comrade?'
'HONG. KONG. GLORIOUS SIXTIES. A-GO-GO GIRLS.'
'dad can go in a white suit with bell bottom pants, he should wear a hot pink shirt and blow dry his hair really really really big…

*think*

OH MY GOSH, HE WILL LOOK LIKE THE SHANGHAI ORIENTAL PEARL TOWER!!!!!!!!!'

'u tell him urself. i dont want to be killed.'

note: apologies for the lack of graphics. for those who would like to know how the oriental pearl tower look like:

 

google image '东方明珠'