Give Me Back My Pork Belly

Being away from Hong Kong has kinda left me out of the loop when it comes to what's expected socially. But I'll never forget the battles I faced with my body while growing up. These days, I can wear whatever I want without a second thought, but back then, even buying new clothes was a nightmare. And then there's my parents' upbringing, which just added more layers to Hong Kong's already intense beauty standards – a blend of communism and consumerism that doesn't do any favors to anyone.