Sunday, June 27, 2010

Panty Hose, Perms and Parasols

I'm not going to lie, this post has been developing in my mind since the moment I landed in South Korea.

I'm an observant person. I notice the details. Always have.

There's a story that my mother tells about me telling my grandmother that her shoes and purse didn't match. I think I was in kindergarten or first grade. So you can imagine how my blunt acknowledgement of, well, "mistakes" has evolved over the years.

The title of this post sums up the three main "fashion" staples I've noticed for Korean women. (Please note, this is about Korean women. I'll get to the shiny suits, "Dancing with the Stars" platform shoes and rhinestone ties in a separate post.)

So, let's start with the panty hose.

I'll admit, I live in Dallas, Texas where more often than not it's warm - or most of the year, down right hot - and women don't have a practical purpose to wear stockings or tights. And notice I'm using the terms "stockings or tights."

Korean women where panty hose.

Thick, nylon, have-to-be-hot-as-hell, panty hose. And, they wear them in many shapes and sizes.

Full leg.

Foot bootie.

Knee high.

The commonality? They're the color of the ugly "skin color" crayon that was in the Crayola box when I was growing up and they have a toe seam.

You know, circa mid-70s through the 80s. "Nothing beats a great pair of Leggs!"?




Did I mention I notice "mistakes?" Or that I have a camera?

Lets take a look at some of the women I've come across here in Seoul.


It's typical to see sidewalk stands that sell panty hose. All shapes - I assume sizes - and colors. I guess they just pull them off the cart and send you on your way.

No fancy "eggs" like L'eggs used back in the day. Hell, you don't even have to be awake to sell them.

As I said, panty hose are appropriate for any shoe or outfit here in South Korea. Just take a gander at this group I spied on the subway.



Rhinestoned, wedge flip-flops (yes, you read that correctly) and panty hose.

Her friend in the be-jeweled white ankle pumps and pastel green toenail polish gives her a run for her money, but it's her "sporty," sensible friend with the khakis and red Vans that really seems out of place.

When I saw this next woman I thought, "How do you think she went about purchasing these gems?"

"Can I help you?"

"Why yes, as a matter of fact you can. I have this great pair of baby blue coolots and some white ankle high nylons. I was thinking that something with a bit of a heel and sort of a combination of a shoe and a sandal would be perfect. Oh, and if there's an open hole in the back, even better!"



I wish this next one came with a sound effect. Remember in Sixteen Candles when the wedding coordinator walks down the isle and her thighs are rubbing together?


Where do you think she was coming from or going to in a knit skirt and red, velcro sneakers?
And panty hose.

With a MAJOR run.



Enough about panty hose. Let's move on to Korean's apparant fascination with perms.

Yes, perms.

They are rampant.
And, having bone straight hair and an inherited addiction to hair products, I kind of get it. I've been told that even children in kindergarten and first grade get them.

I'm pretty sure most children don't care for even getting their hair cut. Can you imagine how pleasant the idea of being hooked up to this with a bunch of stinky solution soaked on your head would be?


Me either.
And then, at least for young men, the result can be something like this....


Which I guess isn't all that bad considering it would confirm that yes, you are in fact an illegitimate son of Gene Simmons.




As summer began, and the heat set in, I noticed there was yet another major commonality among South Korean women - their desire to stay as fare skinned as possible. And the best way to do that while also staying a bit cooler on the city streets? A parasol.

Yes, an umbrella. One that's not waterproof, but that protects that perm from getting too dried out and, in all likelihood, may be made out of the leftover "product" that was used to produce their panty hose.

And, like panty hose, these can be purchased just about anywhere.


If you'll notice in the next section of pictures that it's not hard to score a trifecta of South Korean fashion - panty hose, a perm AND a parasol!


And, if you're really lucky, maybe you can find someone who will set down the parasol and start a pick-up game of hoops.

Personally, I'm thinking I should have connected her with the "sporty" Vans wearing girl on the subway.


But what do I know?

I think I'm just going to stick with a tradional Korean look.





















The War Memorial of Korea

Visit my Facebook page to see pictures from my visit to The War Memorial of Korea.



Thursday, June 17, 2010

I think this about "covers" it...

The other day my air conditioner froze up and while the repairman was fixing it I had some time to kill, so I decided to go to Daiso and kill some time.
Now, Daiso is dangerous. I say this because it's a cross between Target, The Dollar Store and Lillian Vernon. It's packed to the gills with crap you never in your wildest dreams could have thought there was a need for, or even worse realized you had to have. And the best part - most everything in the store is somewhere between 1,000 and 5,000 Korean Won (that's about .80 cents to $4.15).
I think at one time or another we've all walked out of Target thinking, "What the f#*%, what is all this crap?" You went in needing some dental floss and a bottle of PineSol and walked out with a 36 pack of tube socks, every new skin/hair/oral hygiene product on the market and a few DVDs of movies you vaguely remember watching in college -but hell, since their $2.99 there's no reason not to own them., right?
So a foreign store with most everything under $5 - heaven. I mean on my way there I'm already thinking, "I wonder if they'll have Christmas decorations?" Because who doesn't love a holiday potty?

When I actually get into Daiso I'm blown away. I'm seriously convinced my grandmother is going to come around the corner raving about the selection and prices. I think over the year's she's secretly come to Korean and purchased gifts for our entire family.
As I'm taking these pictures, I'm thinking to myself "What on EARTH do these people's homes look like?"
Then I remember that a certain class of Americans cover their living room furniture in plastic.
This would be nirvana for them.
My first sighting is this...."what is it you might ask." Well, this my friend would be contact wall paper in a variety of bold colored "wood" that you can apply to your walls instead of investing in actual wood paneling.
And just in case you're not really wanting to go for the whole subtle, natural looking yellow, brown, pink "wood tone" walls you can always opt for "tile."
There were many products that would take the average home from "drab to fab" in no time. Oh, Daiso has got it c-o-v-e-r-e-d. Literally.
To think, I've been living all these years without table leg covers...
Or door knob covers. (1,000 Won - why WOULDN'T you buy these!!!)


I knew it was time to go when I looked in my basket and this was my latest addition.
Because everyone needs a wooden thermometor.
In celsius. That they can't read.
Hey, just makin' sure all the bases are covered.


I'll definitely be going back to Daiso. And I'm hoping that next trip possibly they'll have knock-offs of this beauty.

In the meantime, enjoy Kathy Griffin's experience in "covering."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5s6Cx8g4EE


Friday, June 4, 2010

I'm going to bet my walk home was more interesting than yours...

On Thursday night I went to dinner with my fellow Dallasites, Tyler and Josiah, to a restaurant in Tyler's neighborhood, Yangpyeong.

Go ahead, try to pronounce that and actually get it right.

On my way to dinner it took about 5 minutes of feeling like I was saying the exact same thing back at the cabbie as he's saying to me before we're on our way. On the ride he kept opening and closing the windows every so often. I suspect he didn't like my cologne.

That's okay, I wasn't offended. I thought I was going to vomit from his stench of garlic. So the occassional breeze was fine with me.

Besides, had I tossed my cookies in his cab he really would have had a smell to drive around with.

On our walk home from the restaurant we came across this random game machine on a side street.

Upon closer inspection we realize that "Pop's Market Plus" is sooo much more than what you'd find at say a carnival or Chuck E Cheese in the U.S.

Take a close look.

I know, you can't make out what's in there, so let me help out.

Over here on the right we've got a giant purple lighter, cookies and that ever-so-delectable can 'o bugs. Evidently they don't just sell bugs fresh on the street (see previous posts) but you can get canned ones, too.

While playing a game.

When do you think they expire? And, do you think they rotate the prizes to ensure they haven't passed the expiration date?

No, really. Do you?

Gazing over to the left we have a boxed thong. And a can of red pepper tuna.

I'll let you think of the next line of commentary.

But keep it to yourself - only a high schooler will think its as funny as you do.

A few blocks later we came upon this fella. Poor guy...little did he know before he passed out on this little red plastic stool that he'd end up on the Internet.
Had he known I'm positive he would have made the extra effort to get both socks and shoes off.

I can't help but wonder who set these stools out on the street corner?
And if this guy ever fell off.
I swear, you can not make this stuff up.