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I did not know this: Beijing has been home to one of three Chinese Hooters restaurants since 2008.
The LA Times ran a piece before the weekend describing the thriving franchise locations, and noting the significance of their success in a sexually confused China.
Author Lily Kuo wonders if the ladies in orange short-shorts might actually be ushering in a powerful new kind of sexuality for China’s micromanaged population, allowing them a “clean,” safe, “family” experience that emboldens young and enticing females:
On the scale of China’s sexual evolution, Hooters lands somewhere between a wink and a smile. Unthinkable two decades ago, the restaurant promotes a playful kind of sexuality different from the country’s seedy massage parlors and hostess bars, and yes, it serves the chain’s famous wings too.
The restaurant may be another example of globalization in China, but it’s also a snapshot of changing attitudes toward sex in a country full of contradictions. Gone are the days when public displays of affection were frowned upon, although selected things remain off-limits.
It’s possible, she writes, that the popular Chinese Hooters locations might actually reflect a shift towards what Kuo calls “hot-girl economics,” where female sex appeal is the bargaining chip (American readers, you may, uh, be familiar).
All I know is that any time I’m sitting at a restaurant table and a goofy-grinned girl kneels down too close to ask me if I’d like to add some fish to my wing order, while wearing slippery nylons under polyester shorts and shoving her cans in my face, I get sad. I don’t get hungry.
And I’m pretty sure that feeling applies to both Chinese and American goofy-grinned girls in polyester shorts.
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Our friend Raymond sent over this local Fox News piece, broadcast live (no idea why) from one of Garden Grove, CA’s newest and hottest Vietnamese alternatives to Starbucks: Cafe Di Vang 2.
I know what y’all expect from me: an angry, shame-filled tirade. I know, I know… there’s so much innuendo in this news piece alone–Vietnamese ladies in “high heels and revealing outfits?” Providing “quality service?” Plenty scandalous. Probably pretty bad for the collective rep of my peeps. Hey, these comfort cafes are nothing new in Little Saigon. But whatever.
All I’ve got to say is wow, they can get dudes in these economic times to pay 6 bucks for a smoothie and $4 for a nonrefillable coffee? Dayum, these ladies must be doing something right. Whatever that something may be.
Filed under: "Service", Asian Hooters, Bikinis, Coffee Houses, Economic Crisis, Fake Tits, Garden Grove, Hooters, Innuendo, Orange County, Same Ol' Same Ol', Theme Cafes, Weird Vietnamese-American Behavior
I’ve mentioned before that I once attended a Miss Universe pageant. I wound up taking pictures of the contestants for a magazine story and spent quite a bit of time with them. Many of them were robots who responded to anything and everything with a canned answer and a pose. I would be hard-pressed to pick these women out in a lineup, but I do remember Miss India, Nehu Dhupia. She was smaller than most of the other glamazons, and she did not have a perfect body. But she was smart and articulate in a human way. She seemed like she’d be a fun drinking buddy. And her face was truly breathtaking:
Tell us who she reminds you of!
Last night, while I was having the delicious omakase at my favorite raw fishateria, Sushi Sasabune, I noticed a girl next to me drinking this ADORABLE JAPANESE BEER.
Because Diana loves hooters (owls, not those other ones, perv) and we both love beer…I’m declaring Hitachino White Ale the official DISGRASIAN beverage.
Is 11:30 on a Friday too early for a cold, cute one?