When even Dior Goes hardcore

Grown up candy raver

Went to my favorite bar, the one all the grown up international school kids in Hong Kong go, where you always meet people you know as well as little sisters of old friends you have not thought of for many a years, otherwise I am the older sister of Michelle. We got there early because for once we thought it would be nice to get a booth, rather than standing in the corner or sitting outside as well as just liking to be there because the DJ is always good and the quieter the bar is, the more interesting stuff is played. And as the night wore on, as people come and go, and you start talking to friends of friends, and I mentioned something about going to 24 hours supermarkets in the middle of the night early morning after a party and wandering the hall ways fascinated by different products on sale and having a hard time figuring out which is the thing you came to get in the first place, and one kid goes,

“What were you doing at that early there anyway?”

“On the way home from a party..”

“What kind of party?”

“Raves..”

and he looked incredulous at me and said, “You? Really?”

and I went, “Yes. Really.”

And he stared at me again for a little while, and I looked at what I was wearing, a white sleeveless shirt with blue flowers water paint patterned on, a white skirt, beige high heels, and my hair tied up in a bun with a black leather bar, along with a watson’s bag with a bottle of conditioner in it and realised I looked like a grown up lady, who probably has a proper job, maybe even a family, who happenned to be in the bar tonight with my younger friend who still has her facial piercings and tattoo on leg. And my friend asks us what we are talking about and I say, “Your friend doesn’t believe I used to be a little candy raver.”

And my friend laughs and says, “Oh, she was hardcore! Except now Dior is hardcore. I can’t believe they could possible claim to be that. When I saw that poster!! I mean, how hardcore could Dior really be?”

“Because our generation has money now, and they have to cater for us.”

“You buy Dior?”

“No, but if I could afford it I probably would.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s hardcore??”

“What is going on?”

“Some of us are getting old. And Dior got cool.”

“My god.”

“Don’t worry, it will happen to you too.”

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