The Mothership takes pity on my working late and picks me up from the train station. As soon as I get into the car...
The Mothership: You wore SHORTS to work?! They let you go to work looking like that?!
Me: *no response*
The Mothership: You look so disheveled! Were you caught in a hurricane?!
Me: *no response*
The Mothership: What's wrong with you? You look so pale!!
Me: *bursts out laughing* Just give it to me mum! It's not like I'm tired from a long day at work or anything. Just keep it coming!
Today
Robot brother picks me up from the train station. We get out of the car and walk into the house.
Robot brother: Why are you dressed like an aunty?! (Translation: Why are you dressed like a middle-aged woman?)
[For the record, I'm wearing a white cotton tank, tucked into vintage - Italian tailoring, mind you - high-waisted pants and cinched with a leather belt, topped off with a chunky gold cuff and leather sandals]
[For the record, I'm wearing a white cotton tank, tucked into vintage - Italian tailoring, mind you - high-waisted pants and cinched with a leather belt, topped off with a chunky gold cuff and leather sandals]
Me: *no response*
The Mothership: *chimes in* Yeah! Why aren't you wearing any lipstick??
Robot brother: She totally looks like a hobo!
Me: Thanks guys, just... Thanks.
In case anyone was wondering, this is what it's like growing up in an Asian family. Cue rolling of eyes.
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