I love so much the Asian men because of their hardworking, intelligence, and commitment toward family. Because my father, my brother, my relatives are all Asian. But...maybe, I will get a Foreign man to be my husband in the future.
A Foreigner doesn't mean that he has to be citizen of different country from mine. It's just simple that he must be BRAIN-WASHED in order to be compatible with my lifestyle and my thinking. That's all!

Do not blame me if the photo looks fake!!!! Because I photoshopped it from the original one, lolz

I haven't had chance to travel to many countries as many other women who know different languages or who are married with foreign men, but after graduating from the university, the real life and my own knowledge sharpened me to become more stubborn and independent. I live on my own financially and emotionally. And because of that, I cried, I suffered a lot after all the bitterness of love. I take a slow step and again and look ahead at the journey that I'm heading to.
What I've said here doesn't mean I hate Local men, it's just I failed in finding the man for my life in my own homeland, I gotta think out of the box. I need to find someone who understands me, suits me well so that I can share with him the rest of my life as husband and wife. That's the reason why I closed my door for LOCAL BOYS.
Last time, I used to design cloths for myself. I always showed my ex-local boyfriend all my design drafts. He just stared at it for 5 seconds and sarcastically said: “Why don't you take the design from the available catalogs? Why do you have to trouble yourself in drawing all these?”. I didn't say anything, felt like “Oops”, little bit sad. Maybe, he didn't want me to be in difficulty.
Later on, I also shared my hobby to my foreign boyfriend, he smiled and said: “Hey, this is beautiful! Congratulation! honey, you could be a very talented designer. Your designs are so sexy”. And he lightened me up the fire of passion. I planned one day, I would have my own fashion brand, my own recognized fashion collection.
Also last time, whenever I saw my domestic-boyfriend took his camera to snap a photo, I posed for him all the sexy poses, curved my hips, bended my back naturally as I liked it. He stopped pressing the shutter and said: “Could you just pose naturally? Dont imitate those sexy girls in the magazine. It looked weird”. I felt shy and just could let him to take another 2 pics of me.
Another day, when I have my new foreign boyfriend, I was posing for him to take photos too. He encouraged me to pose as sexy as the women are in the top of orgasm. Because to him, that's the most beautiful capture of the woman. He helped me to find myself back. We took almost 2 hours to complete our shooting and the photos turned out really great.
One day, my local honey told me to stop the job which requires traveling too much. Let's find some office jobs that I don't have to travel too often. I told him: “But I love traveling. Moving around makes me feel active, energetic and more creative”. He said he will be worried if I travel too much, I would fall for the other guy and neglect him...We broke up because we couldn't find the same voice together. Later on, my foreign boyfriend advised me: “Let's do everything you can when you still have time and chance. Let's try to expose yourself til your level best”.
There was one time, we went to watch a beauty contest, I pointed at the girl with tanned skin, curly brown hair, sharp looked and bright eyes. She looked so sexy. My local boyfriend didn't like her. He liked the girl with fair skin, straight hair, and chubby face and somehow looks cute like a baby doll. I just personally felt that this types of girls are more or less easy to give up or at least they are so obedient to their destinies. He was so happy that I was wrong because my tanned skin girl didn't win.
One day, I had a chance to show my local man my cooking skill. He was sitting at the couch and observing me preparing the foods. I would loose my point a lot if I let him to wash the dishes even though how delicious my foods were. He thought this work was just too little for women, why men?
Later on, my foreign boyfriend asked me to have a dinner in his place. When I came, he was wearing on the apron, busy cooking something in the kitchen. I could smell the food from the main door. He poured me a glass of wine while sitting at the dining table and asking me to eat. He was so happy to serve food to me.
I used to live a lone for many years, hence cooking is not a big problem to me at all. My ex-local boyfriend was always questioning me: “Do you know how to cook?”, “You don't cook at home everyday, do you?”...His criteria to choose a wife must be: GOOD COOK. I knew how to cook since I was at secondary school, didn't he know that?
My later foreign man didn't ask me so. He asked me: “have you eaten? Where do you want to have dinner?”, “What do you want to eat?”. That's it! Life sometimes is just so simple as being served by others.
I like to ask my boyfriends the same question and see what is the answer: “How would you want your future wife to be?”. My ex-Asian boyfriend said: “If my future wife could be still virgin, that would be wonderful”. He meant, a girl should protect themselves from sex before marriage, should be “naughty” so early. Oh so it means, the standard to judge a girl is not based on her characteristic nor thinking. Neither behavior.
IT'S BASED ON HER VAGINA.
My western boyfriend when asked the same question, he was a bit hesitated and asked me back: “Have you had any boyfriend before?”, “Yes I had”. He looked at me with a winkle eyes and smiles on his face because he knew that I'm experienced enough on bed to turn him on, to make him feel as in heaven.
I said I'm a super ambitious and hardworking woman, I always dream to be a successful business woman. My black-eyes ex-boyfriend worried if he would loose to me, he was afraid of I would empower him, earn more money than him, become more famous than he is. His mother even warned him if I become social successful woman, I might be come a husband of him in the family and he would be a wife in verse. We broke up that time because we had so much contrast in thinking and living style.
Then later I met my blond- hair boyfriend, he never stopped feeling proud of me whenever he introduced me to anyone he knew. He encouraged me, motivated me to do whatever I can to achieve my dream. Because he knew that he is falling in love with a special girl, he must be a special man too.
Failure, breaking-up, sorrow, tear....all made me doubt of believing in such thing called LOVE. But after all, I still keep myself positive and hope to meet my right man one day. Because I know that
PRECIOUS THINGS ARE HARD TO FIND AND THEY ARE ALWAYS HIDDEN BEHIND THE CHALLENGES.
P/s: As many requests i received, my blog reader seem love reading my story about men-women relationship and all. And also there are many similar topics which have been written on AsiaOne. Hence, this is another STORY which I cracked my head to write for you, lolz....Don't assume anything after you read it.
P/p/s: Bonus photo of most wanted boy:
***: Photo is for illustration purpose only!
P/p/p/s: Thinking of what to wear for tomorrow event invited by www.Omy.sg. I think I'm gonna have something interesting to write about ;)
P/p/p/p/s: After all, I think my entry is pretty much clear to answers the questions of many men especially those are living in Singapore: Why all the girls like to marry Ang moh? :D