In an extreme fit of fail, apparently i failed to post the last part of my Korea Trip photospam. Truly genius.
Nonetheless, HERE IT IS, and um, just try to imagine that i wasn't supposed to post this, like, 5 months ago.
Pretty christmas decor at Etude House in Myeongdong (omona, i remembered)
Mister Doughnut, also known as misdo
More Misdo. THE CUPS ARE SO CUTE.
Technically Misdo coffee didn't make me smile cause i don't even drink coffee.
Dance group performing in front of GoodMorningCity in Dongdaemun. If i remember correctly they were doing Kara's Jumping. It was pretty half-assed though.
More performances in front of Migliore. This was a group of rappers, can't really remember, too busy getting jostled by the crowd. The streets were literally packed like sardine cans.
Weird socks! Their faces are just unfortunate in the sucking on popsicle way, if you get what i mean. i'm crude, but i can't be that crude my parents are internet savvy.
Doota; one of the more pricey malls, but they do have a plus size section in the basement, as well as a vintage clothes (and chanel bags) store in the basement.
Badly taken picture of a mobile restaurant/ eatery truck.
Bibim Naengmyeon (i think?) i had for lunch one afternoon. IT WAS REALLY GOOD. But i love spicy food, so almost anything spicy is good.
Around Namsan Tower.
View from the second tier of Namsan Tower/Seoul Tower, my memory's a little foggy, so it could be a view from the top.um.
Yep, definitely from the top of Namsan Tower/Seoul Tower.
This is from the middle portion where we stopped for coffee (tea, in my case) and frozen yogurt.
Love tiles.
Piles upon piles upon piles of Love Locks on the fence around Namsan Tower/Seoul Tower. Supposedly symbolising everlasting ~luuuuuurve~ cause they throw away the key and the locks stay together forevurrrr until they're eventually taken down cause there're too many, at least. Yeah i wonder how much metal wastage that caused, though i don't think it's proportional to the people breaking up after professing their forevurrrr lurrrve; which would be decidedly exponential to the former. NOW I SOUND LIKE A BITTER UNLOVED INDIVIDUAL. Allow me to justify myself after the picspam.
HODDEOK. A type of sweet pancake filled with brown sugar. Tried it first on Seoraksan and I was sold, it tastes fantastic. Got this one for 1000W on the street in MyeongDong. EVERYONE SHOULD TRY IT. Gonna try making it sometime soon.
More food stalls at night on street corners. You literally eat and shop at the same time in the MyeongDong main streets. The cold weather probably amplified the taste of the food, so anything warm was delightful, but eating street food's actually a fun experience. /city guuuurl/
Unfortunate placement of a rice cake between rather thick, um, red lips on a random signage in Myeongdong. I don't get it either.
FOOOOD.
RED MANGO. I.E. THE BEST FROZEN YOGURT EVER. The waffles are glorious as well. SO FRESH AND CRISPY AMAGAWD. /foodcommentaryfail/ /i am so articulate/
A branch of Red Mango opened in Melbourne recently; Cacao Green on Swanston Street directly across QV mall and down the road from Melbourne Central. GLORIOUS FROZEN YOGURT. I DON'T EVEN CARE THAT THE WEATHER'S RIDICULOUSLY COLD RIGHT NOW.
Brunched at this Porridge restaurant for 2 days of the trip. The Sesame/Pumpkin/DaeJangGeum porridge, stood out the most. Their Haemul Pajeon was good too.
MORE FOOD.
RANDOM CHOI SIWON!
Main street in MyeongDong taken while we were in the airport bus limousine.
I'd love to go back to Korea again more for the food than anything else, okay, no the cosmetics as well.
To conclude this post, i am now a very hungry person, but it is 1am, and i should not be tempted to head into the kitchen for some munchies.
P.S. OKAY IDK WHAT I DID, BUT I TRIED TO CHANGE THE TAGS FOR PART 3 AND IT SUDDENLY FLEW TO THE FIRST PAGE OF MY BLOG. ok w/e continuity FTW.
OH, and, um an explaination of my seemingly bitter-unloved-individual outburst riiiight below in smaller font:
Going back to justifying my stance on ~evurlasting lurrrve~
Rhetorics aside, I'd be happy living out life without obligations.