(Versace for H&M tank; Opening Ceremony skirt; Patrizia Pepe hat; Elephant Hearts necklace; DVF handbag; Dior sunnies; Christian Louboutin kicks)

Hong Kong was off to a steller black belt high kick-kinda start. Ok, well, aside from the {really bad karma} baggage attendant on Thai Airlines that stole my camera from my (forcefully) checked carry-on size luggage upon arrival, which left my first 20 minutes in town searching the electronic district for a new, cheaper replacement to my beloved {and bedazzled} Canon G10...

Traveling abroad alone is perfection-- silent music in my head guides my strides, weaving in and out of the foreign streets. Taking my blog snaps were easy when I could find the right street mirrors. Most would stop and stare, and some would offer a finger to click.

My days went something like this... 

SHOP
DIM SUM LUNCH
SHOP
FOOT MASSAGE

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