Saris

Michael the Guǎngzhōu Man and I were discussing clothing of different ethnic groups. We both noticed that Chinese wear modern Western clothes, generally. He mentioned the long dress that Vietnamese women still wear—the "áo dài" as it is called. East Indians steadfastly wear their saris and robes. I said that I detest the Western business suit attire with the choking tie.

Michael the Guǎngzhōu Man and I were discussing clothing of different ethnic groups. We both noticed that Chinese wore modern Western clothes, generally. He mentioned the long dress that Vietnamese women still wore—the "áo dài" as it was called. East Indians steadfastly wore their saris and robes. I said that I detested the Western business suit attire with the choking tie.

The morning sky was blue with white streaks, this 31st of July of 2025. I had some cold and hot drinks and Spinach and Egg White Omelette Bites at Tim Hortons café. I walked to South Arm Park to view the forest. "We Are the Champions," a '70s rock ballad by Queen, blared from a parked yellow and black school bus. At the park in the mornings, usually, there were people doing tàijíquán to Eastern music on their smartphone. On my way home, on Pigott Road, in front of a mansion, was a Sikh wedding with loud music and colourful turbans and saris. On my Social Media, despite these things happening, some Japanese think that BC is still like Alaska.