Ben Dan and I were getting the
UFO Thread farther and farther off the rails. Plus, I thought the incredible beauty of Chinese girls was a topic that deserves its own thread.
First let me bring you up to speed in the existing conversation:
I had suggested a few reasons for alien visitations. Along with
checking us out as a potential food source for the future, I offered,
Or, they're all just like me. Here to check out the amazingly hot Chinese girls. Ben Dan replied,
I find most of them average looking, and as regards appearances indistinguishable from the ones I knew in the West.Naturally, I was deeply shocked and accused him of being some sort of alien robot (seems like an obvious explanation to me
).
Ben Dan responded:
I get your humor, but, when I think of a robot I think "unconscious" or an "automaton." I see why Western guys go around saying the Chinese girls are super hot. But it's not the girls themselves, but rather the context in which the girls are perceived. A man living in New York wanted to meet a Chinese girl. He looked online to meet one from China. Having lived in NY myself I wondered why he didn't just go outside, because there are oodles of Chinese girls in NY. So it's curious, isn't it, that Western men back home often don't find the local Chinese girls there hot, even though they are, as I said, virtually indistinguishable from the ones here? The difference is in the context, and that context is availability and receptivity. The Western counterparts – young Chinese women – wouldn't give most of us expats a second glance.
So what is "hot" is not the girls themselves – if one were terribly honest with oneself one might actually prefer young white women if one could have them – but the "patriarchy which makes them available to people who they wouldn't normally be available to in a more equal society."
I've had Asian girlfriends in Asia and in America, and for me they are the same. I also find Asian girls quite attractive and cute, but so are all reasonably fit, reasonably good-looking young women. I think if Western men could magically choose whatever girl they wanted, regardless of "race" or social class, miraculously the preference for less-privileged Asian girls living in the developing world would disappear and they might find themselves picking white girls…
But, nobody really wants to face not being able to have what they really want, so better to convince oneself of something else. I convince myself that Chinese food is my favorite food, but if I had access and money to eat at any restaurant, hot pot might become a lot less frequent.
wtf
And I replied,
Unlike some of the guys looking to marry some sweet little thing half their age, my very hot Chinese fiancee is the oldest of my very dear Chinese female friends and is nearly my own age.
For me, Chinese girls have been hot since the time I was old enough to notice girls. A Chinese accent only adds to the already extreme beauty that was already there. One time at English corner I was asked which country had the prettiest girls. I told them China. A few claimed that I'd have said Japan if I was in Japan or Thailand if I was in Thailand. I won the argument by pointing out that I could have gone to either of those countries to teach English, but didn't even bother to look for jobs anywhere else - since Chinese girls were the prettiest.
Thus, I'll stick to my theory that aliens could be here to study hot Chinese girls. They are sometimes sighted in other countries, since there are also hot girls elsewhere in different colors, shapes, and sizes. However, since Chinese girls are the hottest of all and China has more of them than anywhere else, I think there should be more UFO sightings here.And Ben Dan replied:
think we've gone well off topic barely paying lip service to Aliens and UFOs, but maybe no one will notice.
In your case it sounds like you are a genuine connoisseur of the female Chinese physiognomy (or at least believe you are). Age difference isn't such a big issue here, but it is somewhat admirable to see someone marry or date someone close to their own age. I'm not THAT old, but it's almost impossible for me to meet anyone near my age that is single in my 3rd tier city. I haven't met even one.
I will boldly say that in my case, while I definitely have an eye for Asian girls, I also think it's because I live here and all the other things related to that. I'm quite sure if I lived in South America or the Middle East my preferences would change accordingly.
Honestly, did you come to China BECAUSE of the "hot girls," or is that just some hyperbole?
What is it that makes the Chinese girls so hot, I wonder? For me, their figures are a bit like a lollipop = round head and thin body without much in the way of curves. Vietnamese women struck me as the most attractive, and some other men who'd worked in China offered the same unsolicited opinion. I also thought the Chinese girls in the south – considered by many in the center to be ugly – were quite beautiful, and even the fruit sellers might stop me in my tracks. My guess is the mix between Chinese and SE Asian.
I have a friend who has a distinct preference for Korean girls, so I guess it's quite possible, all other things equal, to still hanker after Chinese girls. Many are conspicuously slight in the derriere for my particular tastes, so I'm probably in the wrong country, at least from that perspective. But I didn't come here for the hot girls so it probably doesn't matter.
I recall seeing a movie made in Iraq or thereabouts, and the women in it (probably actresses, so not a true representation) were consistently so beautiful that if I wanted to go where the beautiful women were I might need to enlist.
Enjoy your ladies. [Note that I am very, very slowly learning to appreciate less is more of the derriere, but will revert the second I see a more conventionally proportioned one in my own eyes]
That gets everyone up to speed. And now, to continue my eternal love story with Chinese girls. . . .
Ben Dan, finding a
never married Chinese girl past her 20's is rare. I'm quite happy with my formerly married fiancee (change that to
wife in 3 weeks) and am made even more happy since she comes equipped with a 12 year old daughter, who is even more beautiful. Keep looking. Even in your 3rd tier city, there are bound to be some very nice divorcees and widows.
So, how did I develop this complete and utter devotion to Chinese females above all the other pretty girls on the planet? It's a long (and sadly, not sordid
) story.
I've admired girls of the Orient since I was a child. When I was 7, my parents "sponsored" a Korean guy who came over to go to college. Not financially sponsored (his father was RICH!), but more of a "helping him out with all the paperwork and other issues. Because of this, I got an early start learning to use chopsticks (a useful survival skill in China, both to avoid starvation and embarrassment). He became my "oldest brother." After a couple of years, his family arranged a marriage for him to a very beautiful Korean girl.
I can still remember the first time I saw her. I was only 9 or 10. That face. That hair. Those eyes. She was my first and only childhood crush.
(But what about Chinese girls? Hang on, I'm getting to that.)
After they were married, I got to spend quite a bit of time at their house. She played the piano incredibly well (she was getting a Masters degree in Piano). His cooking was great. Her cooking was nothing short of amazing. For someone who grew up on hamburgers, hot dogs, and pizza, it was an epiphany, and only further deepened my crush on her.
Sadly, they eventually went back to Korea and I've only seen them a couple of times since. Even though she's a grandmother now, she's still beautiful.
Shortly before they left, South Vietnam became Southern Vietnam (I'm giving away too much about my advanced age). My family's church sponsored some refugees. I got to meet one of the families, and there was a girl about my own age. Although I knew some pretty girls who were while, black, and brown, this was the first girl of the Orient of my own age that I had ever met. I only saw her a few times, but she was amazing to behold.
I middle school, there was one (and only one
) Japanese girl. She wasn't the prettiest, but was still super cute (even cuter when I bumped into her one time while at university).
After living in redneck central for most of my childhood, I finally did finally get to experience a more internationalized environment at University. I never managed to hook up with any of those amazing oriental girls, but always found them so incredibly attractive. Thinking back, I was so afraid of being rejected by one that I never dared to approach any of them. Instead, I mostly dated inside my own ethnic group, with only a limited number of dates outside the whitebread category.
After getting married to a wonderful girl (who is still wonderful, but we just weren't meant to spend our lives together - she's still a good friend), I was working in a lab on campus and was doing paperwork for expat post-doctoral researchers (yes, part of my job was being an FAO). After the guys from India and the USSR (another clue about my age), a wonderful woman from China. She was almost 20 years older than I was, but was still utterly captivating. She was from Liaoning, and had one of those perfect, flat northern Chinese faces.
Despite severe language difficulties, she became very good friends with me and my wife. One of her roommates had a part time job at a Chinese restaurant that made perfect wonton soup (other than admiring Chinese girls, I'm also here to look for soup like that - I've searched the USA and Europe and haven't found it). When she left, we took her to the airport. Just before she got on the plane, she suddenly kissed me, the walked through the boarding entrance before I could react.
It was just a very quick kiss, but it was such a surprise, and such a delight.
Later, I was working and taking classes in Public Health at the university. There were more foreign students than American ones. I used to tell people that it was like working at the UN. If we'd only allowed penguins to enroll, I'd have had friends from all 7 continents. I got to admire (and occasionally flirt with) beautiful girls from all over, but the ones from East Asia still stood out, and there was this one Chinese girl . . . .
Have you ever seen one of those porcelain or ivory statues of an impossibly tall and thin Chinese girl? This girl was one of those brought to life. Her face would have made Aphrodite's heart explode in a jealous rage. She was at least 6 feet tall and her hair was at least 5 feet long. I think she was a med student only take one or two classes at Public Health, since I didn't see her often. All the times I saw her she was either standing still or sitting, except once . . .
I was in the computer lab with a coworker beating one of the balky PC's back into being cooperative. I was in mid-sentence when that Chinese girl walked by. Her hair flowed behind her like an ebony flag as she moved. I've never seen anything like it before or since. I couldn't continue what I was saying, I couldn't move, I'm not even sure if my heart was still beating. I just stared in rapt fascination as something more beautiful than anything I could have ever imagined moved across my field of view.
Even though Chinese girls were more and more becoming the center of beauty and grace in my universe, I didn't ignore girls from elsewhere. I was at a party in Arizona with a lovely Japanese girl. Even more beautiful than her face was her laugh. If anyone could ever have been said to have a laugh that sounded like the music made by silver bells, it was her. I'd managed to collect kisses from girls from many countries by then, but none from Japan. With the encouragement of someone even more drunk than I was, I went up, told her that I'd finally learned that it was better to try and fail than to forever regret not asking, explained how I deeply admired all girls from the Orient, explained how I'd never had the privilege of kissing a girl from Japan, and asked for a kiss. She kindly agreed.
I upgraded my satellite dish. While checking out the new channels, I found a show called "Culture Express" on some station that I guessed must be called something like Culture Channel TV, since the initials were CCTV. Then I saw Da Shan and realized that maybe it wasn't 100% cultural.
Still, CCTV had some special wonders.
Centre Stage, then hosted by the incredibly beautiful Helen Feng
, showed me even more of Chinese music. The first time I heard Miao singing, all I could think was "no human voices could possibly be that beautiful."
Florida used to have a copy of something that's only found in Shenzhen. A theme park called
Splendid China. If you haven't been to the one in SZ, check it out. The main section (common to both parks) is miniatures of many of the architectural wonders of China. The one in SZ has two advantages over the one in Florida. It has an ethnic village area, and it didn't go out of business.
I loved the park in Florida. Somehow, I always felt at peace there. Plus, the Chinese girls in the shows were spectacular, and there were plenty of other Chinese people who seemed to like attending to get a little taste of home. When it failed, I managed to get to the auctions. My perfect daughter looks like she's going to fit the
Peacock Girl dress I snagged. I've also got a pile of other intriguing outfits, an assortment of Terra Cotta warriors, some bits and pieces from Florida's Great Wall, plus quite a few other odds and ends. Sadly, I couldn't get the house from the Water Village into my cargo container when I moved, so it's still sitting in Florida.
It was when I was at those auctions that someone suggested I should try teaching English in China.
Despite being scared witless on that first flight to Hong Kong, the number of pretty Chinese girls was reassuring. During my first few classes teaching here, I considered myself lucky to managed to complete sentences without loosing my ability to speak every time one of the girls smiled at me.
Yes, there are many beautiful girls from many places, but Chinese ones have secured an unbreakable place in the center of my heart. With other girls, I'm prefer more of a Marilyn Monroe shape to a Twiggy. With Chinese girls, the face, hair, and eyes captivate me. The curves are still there, but are just more subtle. I do remember wondering why all my students had the same standard B cup sized breasts - until I saw a rack of padded bras that matched them all perfectly.
The good news is that despite the significant size difference, field tests show that Chinese ones seem to be much more sensitive to stimulation than western ones.
Lust and beauty can be with only the eyes, but love comes from the heart. Getting to know Chinese girls exceeded any expectations I'd made from looking at them. The kindness and friendships I was privileged to experience on my first trip to China captivated me even more than the beauty. I'm still very close friends with some of the girls I met during my first weeks in China.
Over time, I developed a close group of female friends who I consider to be my personal Chinese angels (they are all too intriguing to be classified as mere humans). All of them are amazing and wonderful girls and I treasure each moment spent with them. But I am not just a lucky guy who has his own personal group of Celestial Daughters to hang out with. I am the world's luckiest guy. . .
One of my former students arranged my birthday party one year. There was this new girl from her hometown who seemed a little . . . bossy at first. We had a short KTV party before the dinner and she and I sang together and flirted (nothing unusual there - I think I've flirted with about 10,000 Chinese beauties by now). It rained heavily starting about an hour before the party, so some people (including a few of my angels) didn't make it to the party. I ended up sitting next to the new girl.
One of my male friends decided to discuss the economy, but wanted to do it in Chinese. I was annoyed. Everyone at the party spoke English, plus part of my day job involves writing about world economics. He said it would take 10 minutes. After 15 minutes I got REALLY bored and started trying to play with the new girl's hair. I LOVE Chinese girl's hair, and usually get swatted when I try to play with it. This time I didn't get swatted. By the end of the party, I had her phone number. There was something about her. She reminded me of my other angels, but there was more to it than that.
I made it a point to get to know her better and she captivated me and I felt more and more like she was the one I wanted to spend my life with. It turns out that she had the most amazingly beautiful daughter who changed my whole viewpoint about having children. I wanted that girl to be my daughter too.
So, here I am. I live in China now. Every where I go, there are beautiful Chinese girls from every province. I have girls who are angels as my closest friends. I'm about to marry my own personal Chinese goddess. We have the world's most beautiful girl as our daughter.
I'm the luckiest guy in the world and I love Chinese girls.