about wang…
having been born to extremly funny yet strict Taiwanese parents, the wang found herself constantly testing the limits of her imagination as a child (and adolescent, and adult.)
believe no boundaries, love all dogs, eat all foods and savor all emotions. people who use alcohol or drugs or some sort of addiction as a crutch to surpress emotion they consider painful are cowards.
the wang loves italian shoes, french purses, classics with a quirky twist and is a sucker for dresses with pockets. she considers marcel duchamp, marc jacobs, diane arbus and anthony bourdain as some of her idols in life.
she has a giant weakness for food of all kinds- from mcdonald’s french fries to mastro’s bone-in ribeye. and a weakness for the expression her fuzzy black chihuahua gives her when she’s about to leave the house. (which is why she’s late to any place she needs to be.)
the wang can be found in the following places, depending on time & day:
1. marinating on the couch in the goodness that is Tivo
2. at your local newport beach bar serving douchbag their alcoholic beverage of choice. (drink this and you won’t feel that one emotion that tells you you are a loser…what’s that emotion? oh right, shame. jack can take that away, don’t worry.)
3. at your local testmasters class.
4. buying shoes.
5. peeling herself off a concrete surface after being thrown off her training motorcycle.