Personal, relationships

talk.

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Driving through the sunlit, endearingly gritty streets of Tacoma yesterday evening, I chat with my friend Ben after what felt like a very long, very sad day. We were both hurting for different reasons. Me because of one of the many little deaths out of which life always returns, and he because of the ugliness he had encountered that day with his students.

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Cambodia, Expat, Fashion, lifestyle, Phnom Penh

$langin’: The Editor’s Letter: The Phnom Penh Way

styling

I wrote this piece for $langin’ a few months ago and am just getting around to posting it now. My task was to share a bit about a day in the office of an English Editor at a Khmer fashion publication. While there had to be some self-imposed censorship- and mind you this was written about 3 months ago- I think it still does capture what I’ve experienced thus far.

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Art, Cambodia, Expat, Food, Phnom Penh, Travel

Sharing “a.hä”

Photo Credit: Nataly Lee

Photo Credit: Nataly Lee

The times are few nowadays when I can or want to sit down and look at the same photos repeatedly- especially if they’re of places, people, or things I see recurring in my day to day.

I do cherish going through old photos of friends and family, I always have. As a little girl and to this day, would sit with the thickly bound photo albums my mother so carefully crafted and kept throughout my sister and my childhoods to reminisce and create stories and simply be back in each moment, whether in Albania with my skinny cat, gathering sticks at the Oregon Coast, or placing a set of Minnie Mouse ears atop my dad’s head.

A few years ago, I was a tumblr fanatic- looking, posting, reblogging, looking more- into the wee hours of the morning. Now, I prefer to scribble and plan and write and sleep. However, when Nataly Lee launched her photo blog today- I was enthralled by the stories she managed to tell through the lens. She brought the viewer in, and wouldn’t let them go. Each detail, each soft nuance- makes me want to go back and look one more time…just in case I missed anything.

Visit her page, a.hä! for whimsical yet rich photos, bound to pull you in to a world you may just have skipped over.

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Cambodia, Personal, Phnom Penh

Searched:

Taking a cue from one of my fellow expats and lovely blogger DearLadyExpat (Ashley Louise), I thought I would share some the terms that have been searched that led readers to my blog.

Oh Internet, yous weird.

massage creep vimeo

good dream steak phnom penh

where to get xanax in phnom penh

french onion soup massage

jonathan taylor thomas skybar

illuminati sovanna

the white idiot henri

mischke madness

barang giacomo

chicken invaders 3 team eclipse product code

rage against the machine existentialism

bb guns phnom penh

 

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Cambodia, Fashion, Food, Music, Personal, Phnom Penh, Travel, United States

So This is the New Year. Written January 19th, 2013.

I sit here in an extremely air conditioned room, filled with deep dark cherry wood, Egyptian cotton bedding, the sounds of garden parties filtering through the window, the faint smell of coconut rolls and green apples in the air. The soft lights illuminate my surroundings perfectly and Jesse Morrow croons from my laptop as I type. I write from Le Meridien Hotel in Siem Reap, a delightful and unexpected getaway mixed with some business and a lot of leisure.

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The Accomplice. December 10, 2012.

There are pivotal moments in one’s life that arrive that you just know are going to change everything.

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The last week or so.

Highly important stuff, obviously.

Cambodia, Food, Phnom Penh, Travel

Photo Roll #4

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Cambodia, Personal, Phnom Penh, Travel, United States

November 21, 2012. Write On.

I haven’t submitted an actual writing entry since, well, it’s looking like November 11th. How impressive.

I don’t want MISCHKE BUSINESS to turn entirely into a photo blog and I really do enjoy take such pleasure in journaling via the internet, that’s really all it can be considered after assessing my writing skills and for now, that will be enough to satiate me. Eventually I’ll get either the drive, passion, determination, whatever it is that makes a dedicated blogger/writer.

I have been a bit tied up writing four articles for WUPP! Magazine’s December issue, which is actually an enjoyable task, but in the long haul they’re short pieces and I have just been slacking on tapping into my personal thoughts and getting them on paper (or Text Edit) as much as I’d like and throwing them onto WordPress. I’ll make sure to post the WUPP! articles once the December publication is released, but until then I’ll continue to jot notes to myself in hopes that I’ll remember to fully get them all out in writing at some point.

I have met a lot of writers since living here. And I mean a lot. There’s even a Mexican place, Cantina on Sisowath, where they all go on Thursday nights according to various sources. How precious; and I say that without sarcasm, like an illuminati of pencil biters and note jotters. How lovely to meet up with fellow journalists, writers, and likeminded thinkers on your strange schedule (they don’t work Fridays-Saturdays if at all depending on their freelance status) and talk shop and go over the week or just get toasted; I don’t know. I have so much admiration that these individuals could take something they genuinely are passionate about, or at least enjoy, and make careers out of it, live their lives on it. Whether writing articles for the city’s most popular lifestyle publication, freelancing for VICE magazine or on the journalism team at a well known travel magazine, I admire them with (hopefully) subtle amazement. I feel the same way even chatting with friends and acquaintances who keep up on blogging, whether at home in the states or here in Phnom Penh. It’s impressive that they continue to take the time to update daily even though they’re not being paid, sometimes feel like they have a small reader base (welcome to my life), and sometimes bare parts of their souls to the entire world that some people can’t even admit to themselves.

I find such enjoyment in hearing about the deadlines, the editing, the stress of finding a good story or even after finding said story creating a piece that will convey to readers the actual feelings the author is attempting to express. That’s probably a bit selfish on my part, taking such pleasure in their frustration, but I think part of us both know that’s all a bit of the appeal; why they do what they do. I can’t be sure and obviously its different for each individual, but writers in Phnom Penh, really writers anywhere: I applaud you.

More than that, I regard you at the utmost highest.

Here are a couple bloggers and/or friends that I enjoy keeping up on:

Giacomo Butte

Adam Isaac Jackson

Lina Goldberg

Jesse Morrow

Dear Lady Expat

Michelle Anderson 

Daniel Otis

Le Mom (Sheila Mischke)

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