bund, shanghai's bund

Park 97 felt a bit worndown than i remembered, but the waiters are the same, still refuse to speak chinese since they were serving non-chinese cuisine, i guess.

had dinner with H who thought "underground music" meant illegal music. he currently represents chinese part running an edgy milan fashion magazine in shanghai. gudelov, lets count the days before the paper going under.

swirled into "bund"magazine's 3year annerversary party on Bund 18 with a group of venture capitalists in shanghai, rather random but isnt that typical?! for the whole night M bought champagne for every DEAR friend of his, including me, who he just met for the first time and of course not bothering asking to remember the last name.

if socialite is a job, L should win a most-diligent medal. just moved to shanghai from beijing, she has already smoothly landed on the ramplight of the city scene. and she proved that last name is very important, "you havent really met a person before you googled them and thats why you need the full name". M turned out to be the son of so and so. okey, next time i will have more Möet without feeling slightest sympathy for him. i have been patronizing his family business on daily basis anyway.

money goes around.