Let’s talk about something I am definitely not proud of and Mom, Dad, if you are reading this – feel free to close this window as soon as you can.
Before I came to Korea I had already heard of the legendary Lovemotels you find around every corner. They usually look like a shitty building, with tinyass windows, curtains at the parking lots (you will understand why) and even weirder names. Even though Korean socitey is becoming more and more westernized, talking about sex or even the existance of it is still a big cultural taboo. And since many young Koreans live at home with their parents or in one of the gender-seperated dormitories – having some one-on-one quality time with your significant other can become quite difficult. You might have seen this on a night out before: Continue reading “Confessions of a Partygirl: Drunk Sex in Love Motels”
I love Hip Hop. Whether it’s underground Korean Hip Hop or Tyga’s newest album- chances are you will see me dressed in one of my favorite baseball caps and a crop top twerking with my girls in our favorite Hip Hop Club. And while I’m jamming with my friend to 3 X In a Row right now (an oldie but a goodie – anyone with me here?!) it automatically threw me back to one of the worst party nights ever which … you guessed it … took place at one of Seoul’s most famous Hip Hop Clubs.
It was during those last warm nights in October when my girlfriends and I decided to spoil ourselves with a legendary party night in Hongdae – and with that I mean getting a table with a shit ton of booze feeling like badass bitches blowing their pocket money for the weekend. The night started like a usual Saturdaynight: We hopped on the sub later than expected, pregamed with Tequila shots at a random bar in Sinchon and showed up to the club last minute before the guest list closed. I already started falling head over heels for pretty much every good-looking boy that we passed by, making me feel like a hormone driven teenager again. Little did I know – those guys were only the appetizers for the main dishes waiting inside. Continue reading “Confessions of a Party Girl: A Night Out Between K-Pop Look-alikes and Party Pills”
If going clubbing was a legit major, I would probably be a student with honors. Since I have been in Korea I have pretty much not left out on any party. Hanging out at the infamous Playground while getting drunk of some cheapass Soju? Did that. Went to a rooftop party on a hot and steamy summer night? Done that. Getting into four clubs for free in one night at Itaewon? Check. Blacking out in Hongdae and waking up with a stamp from Mike’s Cabin? Not proud of it, but yeah, I also did that. And don’t judge me by the way – we all now that Mike’s is a magical place – especially after one of their gross fire shots. So I like to consider myself a very well experienced partygirl, that knows many of the people in the clubbing scene if that’s how you wanna call it. And even though I do appreciate a great buzz and an even better party at least once a week – I have to admit: The magic is slowly vanishing. Continue reading “Confessions of a Party Girl”