Dress by Magali Pascal

After a 21-year long distance relationship with my homecity, I am finally back. I’ve never lived in Beijing apart from brief family visits during summers, and I’m tired of sobbing like a creep in the back of the cab on the way to the airport with the driver worryingly checking the rear-view mirror, probably leaving Wechat messages to his bro about the emotional Asian chick in the back. In a nutshell: THIS WEIRDO IS HOME TO STAY.