What is it about Asians that fascinates Caucasians?

I have always found these little Russian dolls fascinating.

I also find the way Italian people pronounce fascinating quite fascinating.

Fash-cix-nate-ting.

Bello.

Anyway, traditionally, in the Matryoshka there are eight dolls, one residing within the other. If I remember correctly the outer most six are girls.

The seventh, a boy.

The final one, a baby.

This could be a very interesting design concept. Or, what if we were matryoshkas? What if I woke up and didn't want to be the 3rd me, I wanted to be 5th me? Everyday you could wake up with a new slate. Or an old one. Or mix and match.

I don't know too much else about these dolls, or really Asian culture in general. My knowledge of the Orient is pretty limited to my extensive love for Pei Wei, Sanrio, and Harujuku kitsch. I've have so many corners of the world I've left unturned... Last week I visited a photography exhibit for class, and after seeing some of those photos, I had this urge to go to all these places which never seemed particularly appealing to me before. Perception is such a funny thing. For example, I always dreamed of Paris. I went. It sucked. I never thought of Myanmar. I never really heard much about it, and maybe if I went I'd find something better then what I'd dreamed of before. I had always perceive Paris as a fairy tale because it is depicted as such. The Middle East, the Third World, and so on, is perceived like a nightmare. "If sometimes we take chances, and sometimes we take pills", how much of what we perceive is reality, regardless?

Steve McCurry.

Just that guy that took that National Geographic cover with that girl. With those eyes.

[You'll know it, just look.]

Here's to accurate perception. Open up your fucking eyes, ears, and brain.

[I am recently OBSESSED with this song. Listen to it.

Do you know what happens tomorrow? FAME MONSTER drops. Not that I haven't been obsessively youtubing constantly anyway, regardless. Lavender blonde, you make me so happy I could die ♥]

♥ Lini.