I definitely spend too much time in Itaewon. Not entirely sure what the appeal is considering the night always consists of excessive dirt (I have to basically cremate any pair of shoes I wear there), spending way too much money, excessively sweating in badly-airconditioned, crowded spaces (I think one day Jess might actually have a heart attack from overheating), and having to bat off one too many drunken fellas. All for what? The love of busting our asses to the same songs over and over? The rush that comes from living our best lives (lollll)? Who knows.
On realising clubbing is definitely a waste of time, I’m trying to keep away from the temptation for awhile. It’s hard though, cause heeeyyy, we wanna party!
I miss it though, so here’s a GIF set of a typical night in Itaewon as a tribute.
Getting ready and feeling fly AF with all my swaggy Seoul style.
Realising I’ll never be able to pull off that cool fashion like the locals do and actually look like this.
Ayyy there’s a party on the subway ayyy yeah.
Me balancing ice cups of soju and Hot6 on the way to our predrink spot on the sidewalk.
When you can’t even have a conversation because hopefuls keep asking where you’re from.
The line at Soap when anyone remotely good is playing.
Waiting for an hour and paying 20 000₩ to get in, only to realise that the music actually sucks.
Showing up at our usual even though we said we wouldn’t.
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Handing over all my grocery money for entrance (for the second time of the night).
Descending into the pits of hell that is our usual (sssh it’s a secret) at 3am and heading straight for the aircon.
One time a girl spilled her drink on me and I was thankful because it cooled me down a little.
Can see this happening in the near future. For now, ice cubes stolen from various ice buckets will do.
Hitting the dance floor convinced I look like this…
How I definitely, without a doubt, actually look.
When you feel those wandering hands and that sweaty body grinding against your back. (아니요 아니요 아니요!!!)
Finally leaving the club at 8am and the sun has rudely risen before you.
A lot of Korean clubs are underground, so leaving after the sun has come up is much like walking ‘into the light’, except what’s on the other side is just the raw horror of Itaewon in the early morning. We have literally turned around and gone straight back into the club again before, unable to handle the truth.
Attempting to stay awake on the subway.
This is especially difficult when attempted alone, surrounded by eager fitness fanatics who are heading out for their morning hike.
Stopping at the CU for a light snack before bed.
Finally getting into bed, after washing off the grime, feeling like a princess.
Curiosity and the Cat 