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happy chinese new year!

as proud dragons, rohini and i want to personally wish you all a happy (albeit slightly belated) and prosperous chinese new year!

since we’re both falling short of our resolutions outlined in this post, we’re conveniently recalibrating our new year’s clock to everyone’s favorite, or in many cases only known, chinese holiday. this affords us a nice fresh start.

and if we’re feeling really desperate, we have as our backup tamil new year in mid-april to reset the clocks one last time. make that another thing to add to this list of pros of having an indian best friend.

this little greeting isn’t completely without a news peg either. this third day of the new lunar year is also my chinese birthday. so happy birthday to me! i didn’t have time to prepare the customary egg and noodle birthday meal and let’s be honest, i’d rather not make this meal.  so i treated myself to a chipotle dinner instead. it’s time i start some chinese traditions of my own.

chinese new year fact: when the year falls on your sign as it does every twelve years, custom dictates that you should wear red on your body at all times to ward off evil spirits and bad luck. i only have a limited number of red dresses (four to be exact, all recently acquired), so guess who just purchased a hundred dollars worth of red underwear?

rohini and i wish you 新年快樂 and hope you’ll treat yourself to some of your favorite chinese foods. ours are traditional delicacies: sweet and sour chicken and vegetable lo mein.

we’re 2!

two years ago on this date yang and i took the intimate details of our best friendship and posted them on the internet for all to see.  in those two years we have graduated, moved to different cities, taken on different jobs and grown more into our adult selves.  we’re happy you’ve been able to tag along for part of the ride and we hope you’ll continue to read about our musings and adventures.  let’s be honest.  these are our terrible twos.  we’ll be tearing this year up.

to commemorate our second anniversary i’ve made a list of my top ten favorite rohiniandyang posts.  hope you (re)enjoy

10. kid in a candy shop – my important take on diversity

9. let miley dance – yang campaigns for the public to show miley cyrus a bit of sympathy

8. i love college – my commentary on graduating from college and joining the adult world

7. goodbyespace – yang says farewell to her time capsule/embarrassment of a myspace account

6. usa vs. canada – yang and i still haven’t resolved this one

5. goodbye kitty – owning hello kitty pens as a teenager is one thing, possessing a hello kitty debit card as a grown woman is an entirely different matter

4. mccain-lieberman – best friend duos revisited

3. hump day – wednesdays would never be the same

2. crop failure – where i become a purveyor of facebook etiquette

1. a chindian friendship – if the reasons weren’t obvious, yang and i spell out why having a chinese/indian best friend is bomb

hope you enjoyed reading some (or all for our special fans) of our faves.  also as two denverites it would be wrong to conclude this anniversary message without a shout out to our home team and the amazing game they put up yesterday.  go broncos!  yang and i look forward to the text conversation we will have during this saturday’s game.

Things guys shouldn’t say…or do…or be

As the winter months approach and Love Actually becomes your DVD player’s best friend, you may feel compelled to find someone to share this Xmas with.  The winter cold, however, can trick even the most sensible women into falling for truly terrible lines.  While the possibility of a post-date cuddle may sound enticing, there are some arms you just shouldn’t wrap yourself in.

In what we are conservatively describing as our dating lives, we’ve experienced our share of highs and many more low-lives.  Having met a sizable group of “men you should walk away from” we feel it’s necessary to share some things you shouldn’t look for under the mistletoe this holiday season.

We may have put up with these lines, but you don’t have to.

“Wanna bet?”
“What are we betting?”
“A kiss.”

You may have heard those lines in a meltyourheart romcom but in real life the kiss wager is an emptyyourstomach mess. When I’m proving you wrong I want to be paid with cash money.  Vegas wasn’t built on saliva.

“I’ve never kissed an Asian/Indian before.”

And after that line, you won’t be checking off that box anytime soon. What are you? A census worker? Nothing kills romance quite like yellow fever. Get that checked out.

“I only date Jewish girls.”

Well, “I don’t date racist boys.”  But once in a jewish-blue moon, a dumb shiksa will rise to the challenge.

“Can I borrow a hair tie?”

Words that should never be uttered by a guy to a girl. We all know what an epic joke Steven Seagal is. Don’t follow in his footsteps.

“I just have to make a quick business call.”

If I can put aside my lesson plans/homework/serious journalistic work to make time for you, you can save your business call for business hours.  Unless you’re a pimp there is no reason for work calls post 10 p.m.

“I go to Northeastern.”
“Oh cool. In Boston?”
“No in…”

“…Sterling, Colorado.” Be aware of better known, nationally accredited 4-year universities with similar names to your alma mater. Just like Cornell College is not Cornell, Northeastern Junior College is not Northeastern.

“Good morning, beautiful”

While nice to hear once in a while, when repeatedly texted every morning for a month after a drunken night on a casino dance floor, the word desperate comes to mind… so does the old adage “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”

“ :( “

Sad face emoticon?  I feel sad for you.

We hope you enjoyed Part 1 of what will surely be a multi-part series.

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summer style guide

rohini and i are constantly approached for fashion advice.* as you saw in our previous post, we’ve come a long way since high school, rohini especially with her days of noisy athletic pants and arizona brand sweatshirts far behind her. for everyone’s benefit, we put our stylish heads together during our last reunion and came up with a few helpful summer wardrobe tips.

a great summer hat

if your head is of a normal cranial size like rohini’s (and unlike my own), show it some attention by accessorizing it with a nice summer hat. your face will appreciate the shade and it’s a quick fix for a bad hair day. you can find this beauty of a hat at your local massively commercialized hipster establishment, also known as urban outfitters.

don’t let the afternoon rain showers keep you from being your cheerful summer self. get a bright raincoat.

just because the sun is out of sight, it doesn’t mean you have to cower behind some drab grey too. brighten everyone’s day with a statement making raincoat and people on the street might even stop to thank you. rohini is seen here wearing a beautiful rain jacket from anthropologie. this particular coat had a price tag with a few too many digits, and suffice it to say rohini was not able to take it home on her summer teacher’s salary (that means no salary).

saving the best for last – make yourself shine with some gold sequin shorts!


sequins aren’t just for new year’s dresses or tops, wear them on your ass too! celebrate a night on the town with these gilded-age inspired bottoms. they’re so fun that you can pair them with a simple black top and be on your way. bonus: shorts, unlike skirts, ensure that no lady parts will go flashing and promise optimal dancing activity. we recommend that you head to the nearest express and take this head-turning pair for a spin.

we hope you enjoyed this post as much as rohini enjoyed posing for it. brave the summer heat in style.

*this statement is completely false. we hope you enjoyed this style lesson anyway.

google plus

new to google+?  so are we.

gchat conversation on july 11, 2011
Yang: i dont get google+
  but whatever
Rohini: i don’t fully get it either
  i think it might be easier
  for some things
Yang: ugh why would **** add me
Rohini: well guess what
  you can put him in a loser circle
  ooh
  let’s make that happen
Yang: loser circle?
  can people see what circle you have them in
 Rohini: nope
 Yang: you’re sure?
 Rohini: yup
  add me to the loser circle
  just to be sure
  (and then promptly remove me)
Yang: i did
  i’m gonna take my time removing you
Rohini: you don’t even want to know the name of the circle i just added to you
Yang: !!!!!!!
Rohini: let’s just say it starts with dirty
  and ends with *unt
our consensus: members of the loser circle are not aware of their membership.

give me a bake

my dearest rohini,

i get it.  you feel bad that you haven’t had the chance to enjoy the amazing (if i do say so myself) baking that i’ve been doing these days. well, last i checked, it takes two people living far apart to make a long-distance relationship, so please spare me your bitterness. you know you’d be my test-taster if not for the several mailing restrictions on perishable goods that stand in our way.

and for the record, i don’t buy your ” i myself am anything but talented in the kitchen.” we both know that if you could just force yourself to pour the cake batter into the pan and in the oven where it belongs and not in your mouth, you’d have some great creations of your own.

so, i’ll gladly accept your proposal but ask that you bake with me. i already have the perfect recipe in mind. we’re going to bake your favorite funfetti cupcakes from scratch (!!!). i sincerely hope you’ll rise to my challenge.

the real deal

one of the many joys of summer break (yes, i still have a summer…be jealous) is the ability to watch hours upon hours of mindless television without feeling the slightest guilt over missing other obligations.  side note: yang currently watches the same mindless television that i do.  how she does it while working a full time job and playing martha stewart in the kitchen is a mystery to even me.  anyways, of all the mentally stimulating gems i’ve discovered on the tube my favorite category by far is the true to life brand of reality tv shows.  there’s something rather gripping about real people doing real (dumb) things in front of a camera.  anyone who tells you they don’t enjoy reality tv is a dirty liar because no one saw this jersey shore clip and didn’t laugh.

our latest reality obsession is a talent seeking competition with 4 celebrity coaches guiding amateur vocalists to become “the voice.”  what originally drew us to this show?  the sex appeal of adam levine…who knew that tattooed arms and high pitch vocals could be so attractive in a man?  but now if you ask us why we love “the voice” we’ll tell you it’s the amazing talent we’ve seen and the adorable coaching of mr. blake shelton.  wednesday night was the show’s season finale (spoiler alert) and we’re so happy for javier colon, winner of the season’s competition and father of 2 very adorable mixed children.  while we were really pulling for blake’s candidate dia frampton to win it, yang and i are still confident that dia’s unique voice will land her a sweet record deal in the near future.

“the voice” is pretty respectable as far as reality tv shows go.  the performances are entertaining, the artists can really sing and the celebrity judges are actually celebrities (a.k.a. not sharon osbourne).  nearly 12.5 million viewers tuned in tuesday night to hear the best singers from each team duke it out and yesterday’s #1 and #2 tops songs on itunes were both original numbers from the show.  yang and i are clearly not alone in our levine/shelton love nor in our fave new itune downloads.  the voice = quality tv.

quality, however, is not the word i would use to describe the some of the grade d material we used to watch.  sometime after freshman year of high school, fox put together its brightest minds to produce “paradise hotel.”  for those of you who haven’t heard of it, the basic premise of the show is to bring a group of hot, young singles together at a luxurious resort to make magic/sex/magic sex happen.  the show had an odd number of residents so at the end of each week couples paired off to occupy a room together and the last person standing was forced to leave paradise.  then, each week a new resident arrived at the hotel and tried to wedge his/her way between a couple to push some unlucky person out of their room.  the goal of the show: to stay in paradise the longest and win $250,000.  translation: make nice with the opposite sex and put out a little for a cash reward.  incidentally one of the front runners for the grand prize was also the least attractive person both in looks and personality at the hotel.  yang and i referred to him as ugly dave.  if you think we were being harsh, take a look for yourself.

i’m sad to say the show didn’t last past its first season though it did inspire the creation of israeli, danish, swedish, norwegian, dutch and hungarian versions of paradise hotel.

yang and i have definitely upped our standards since the times of paradise hotel.  but not by much.  every monday i commit 2 hours of my life to believing that the bachelor or bachelorette can find true love.  and yang may someday marry a polygamist after watching one too many episodes of sister wives.  don’t judge us please.