Ahhh, whenever I travel in China and am with one of my white colleagues, people here automatically assume that I am a gold digger going out with a much older white dude. It's sooo not true! Sometimes I want to write on my forehead -- no, he is not my boyfriend and I am a woman of independent means. And whenever I get a chance, I am like -- eh, he is my colleague. So frustrating!
Anyhoo, after working my ass off for like three days, I decided to treat myself to a facial at a nice spa and I went to a really pretty one.
Cute couch, I want one for my apartment.
Waiting for my masseuse to get ready... ahhhh... time to relax.