These are a few shots of a holiday display by Hysan, one of the more successful property developers here in HK. It's mounted on one of their most exclusive properties. I honestly didn't know what to make of this - obviously a lot of time and money went into it, but one wonders what the hell they were thinking exactly. The christ reference is pretty obvious - seems he has kept the halo but dispensed with the cross and bleeding wounds. He's also upgraded his outfit, no doubt because Louis Vitton and Dior are right across the street. I don't know what the albino peacock represents, nor the braided chef, who seems quite put out at having to cater the event. The magic-spark throwing child looks more like a safety ad for the dangers of present generated static electricity. And finally there's the traditional xmas fairy queen, complete with her famous dry ice well/pocket watch potted plant combo...

This is from a salon's door in Wan Chai. I have no idea how Uncle Sam is supposed to help Chi Chi Hair sell the $380 special to the locals, but as an expat Yank I was overcome by a sudden wave of patriotic zeal, and very nearly partook of the enigmatic 'digital perm' myself...

This is an older bus kiosk ad for a street party in Lan Kwai Fong, the premier expat drinking neighborhood on the HK side. I was taken in by his wild eyes, maniacal smile, and cross-cultural hindu god/genie combo. Here we have all the essential ingredients to a classic HK shindig - some old school vinyl, sushi, a freshly flown in Maine lobster, a large whisk, a margarita (although tequila isn't exactly popular here), and of course a fresh baguette... now thats a party.

SOCCER!!



I say again - SOCCERRR!!!

Bamboo Garden Icy-Crispy Dragon Beard Candy.
WOW. I have nothing to add...

This was the side panel to an ancient (80's) tabletop basketball game in Gold Coast resort's playroom. I'm pulling for the Winds...

This is a pair of socks for sale in the Little India neighborhood of Singapore. English-language mutilations are easy pickin's in Singapore and HK; in fact whole books of said butcherings have been amassed, usually by sardonic expats snickering at the natives (while they themselves are don't speak a word of Cantonese). Still, some are just too amazing to pass up, and this one merits special recognition. The socks also stand in stark counterpoint to 'Prince Charming', the bling wearing frog that shares the bin.

Who would wear 'be alcoholist frog' socks you ask? Perhaps a better question - who wouldn't? We are exhorted to not only 'wear' alcoholist frog socks, but to 'be alcoholist frogs'...that's heavy.