Western women dating in south korea
You know, the usual things you’d like to find out about someone. Did he think I was going to say “no, I’m single” then bunk off work and check into the closest love motel with him?
The sort of small talk that I have with curious locals at the bus stop almost everyday. Seriously, some folk need to take their heads out of their arses.
However, since moving to Korea, I’ve honestly started to give zero fucks about what I look like when I leave the house in the morning. I know that even if I spend 30 minutes highlighting and contouring my face until I look like Kim K before I go to work, someone is probably still going to comment on my dark circles and tell me I look tired and sick.
Or, worse still, tell me that I look so much better than I did the previous day and then proceed to treat me differently because of it.
They aren’t opting for surgery like rhinoplasty to fix a crooked nose that’s been causing them a lot embarrassment over the years.
It has been a bit shocking for me since back home it’s considered really rude to comment on someone’s appearance.
In my everyday life, I talk about these feelings quite a lot.
But Wee Gypsy Girl keeps them on mute, focussing instead on the best bits.
Yeah, you might not get stabbed or shot or gang-raped.
But as a FOREIGN woman, you can expect to be on the receiving end of pretty derogatory behaviour from Korean men- I’ve experienced my fair share of drunk ajosshis approach me on the street after one to many sojus to tell me that I’m beautiful and ask where I live. Now before I start this, I just want to point out that there are so many great things about living here in Korea. We have our own fair share of problems- sectarianism, alcohol problems and high rates of teenage pregnancy, to name just a few.
However, this morning something happened that really pushed me over the edge and that I just can’t get out my mind.