Tuesday, September 10, 2013
THE Ohio State University as I remember it
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Where are you from?
Where are you from? It’s a simple question….right? For the record, I know what the majority of people are inquiring about when they ask me this. It is usually a question that is referring to what race, nationality and/or ethnicity I am. By the way, did you know that race, nationality and ethnicity are different things?
Race: A group of people united or classified together on the basis of common history, nationality, or geographic distribution:
Nationality: The status of belonging to a particular nation by origin, birth, or naturalization:
Ethnicity: Ethnic character, background, or affiliation:
Today when I was at a local Korean restaurant(Asiana Garden), I had the bus boy interrupt me while I was eating and on my phone. He was apparently so curious that he asked me twice(I tried to ignore him the first time but he actually tapped me on the shoulder the second time. So I took off my headphones and tried to cut the conversation short so I could go back to enjoying my lunch.
Busboy: “Where you from?”
Me: “Korea”
Busboy: “Really?”(like I would lie?) “Korean…..Really?” Long Pause “You from Korea?” Another pause “You don’t look Korean, your face look Japanese” (We won’t even get into his speaking ‘grammar’)
Shortly after he made the comment that I don’t ‘look Korean’(what does that even mean?), I smiled as best as I could and put my headphones back on and tried to get back to lunch. Problem was, I was extremely embarrassed at this point and wanted to just leave.
I’ve spent my whole life trying to shake it off and answer people(like today’s busboy) as politely as possible. I learned early on I could make the situation humorous;
Person: “Where are you from?”
Me: (serious face) “Ohio.”
Person: “uhhhh…..”(insert long pause and a confused look on their face as I offer up no other answer)
And sometimes it goes further than that. I’ve met people over the years that will continue to go on and on with their knowledge of the Korean language and culture even after I’ve repeatedly said I don’t know much about Korea and don’t speak the language. And why would anyone feel like it was their place to lecture me on the importance of knowing my heritage? Shame on them! My parents didn’t force me to learn about the Korean culture, but they certainly offered! It was only recently that I have expressed an interest, and now I feel I can’t even go to a Korean restaurant to try the cuisine without feeling inadequate.
I have been told that it’s just because people are curious about me, but I guess I want to know, why? Why do they want (or feel entitled) to know? And does it make it ok to ask? I don’t go up to other people asking about their personal dynamic just because I’m curious. Why is this situation ok? And I don't think I'm overreacting because its not an issue that the majority of people have to deal with. What would you do if you were in my shoes?
Check out this hilarious YouTube video….Maybe I should do this to the next person who asks. “Where are you from?”
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Wish list (for fall) Wednesday


Monday, August 19, 2013
On the pontoon.....

Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Wardrobe updates, book review & our private island update
Thursday, August 8, 2013
It's a baby summer?
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
My sister has a MR!
My beautiful sissy got hitched!
This is what I imagine her Martha Stewart wedding article would read…….
S.Z and M.S. were married Friday, July 26th at Salvage One in Chicago, IL. The venue was voted ‘best place to get married’ by the Chicago Reader Reader's Poll 2012 and boasts over 60,000 square feet of eclectic knick knacks and pieces of furniture (www.salvageone.com).
The ad exec and former consultant met several years ago thru the groom’s sister and mutual friends. Friends and family from as far away as Chile, traveled into the city to witness the special occasion and joining of two families. The stunning bride wore a Sassi Holford ivory lace gown with an art deco hair piece and Vera Wang shoes. The groom rocked a custom made blue suit, neural tie and camel colored shoes.
After the ceremony, various appetizers and cocktails were served on the entry level before a formal sit-down dinner upstairs. After a feast of brisket, sea bass, and a mashed potato bar, guests were treated to cupcakes and gelato before the Chicago Catz had everybody out on the dance floor. This super group had the joint rocking all night with a repertoire ranging from motown soul to hairband rock. (www.chicagocatz.com) Late night revelers were offered White Castle sliders, a gift from the father of the bride.
From the food to the dancing, fun times were had by all. The newlyweds will make their home in MN where the bride will join the Target Advertising team as the groom attends Law School.
That’s my journalistic take in a nut shell. I am so grateful that I got to be a part of her special day! I hope I didn’t drive her too crazy (side note, if there’s a chance of rain, bring an umbrella that can be photographed). I only teared up like 10 times, but didn’t full-out cry(which is very unlike me). Hopefully, I can get some pictures of her chapel length family heirloom veil(handmade by yours truly) from her photog Shane Welch(who was AWESOME).
The weekend was full of family visits, on Sat I saw another sister and her hubs(H&R) out in Oak Park(my old stomping grounds) and got to show Mac around town and hang with my big bro and nephew. I seriously don’t need to eat pizza for a long time(we had it 3 times)! But we made it back in one piece on Sunday after 8 hours in the car. And as happy of an occasion as it was, it makes me sad when I think about how fast time goes by. I do hope to see them more often in the future.
Hugs and Kisses to the NEW Mr & Mrs!
























