In this week’s edition of “Shanghaiist Trashes the Media” we have an article from the Sydney Morning Herald. Here’s the premise:
Given that I’m no stranger to bashing my credit card in the more established fashion capitals of Paris, Milan and New York, I decided it was only right that I took myself and my slightly less enthusiastic shopper of a boyfriend, David, off to Shanghai for a week of bargain hunting — and to discover whether the city is really more Marc Jacobs than Chairman Mao.
How delightfully droll! Let’s see what adventures are waiting for Ms. Imogen Fox in Shanghai … but first, some cliche descriptions of Shanghai:
After a quirky communist breakfast of liquid yoghurt, tinned fruit and powdery bread, we set off down the Bund, Shanghai’s most famous promenade, past an elderly couple silently practising Tai Chi and countless hawkers offering Rolex watches and Louis Vuitton bags. Meanwhile, builders busily repair the side of a building on bamboo scaffolding.
Quirky? What a typical thing for a person weaned on a capitalist diet to say. When you’ve lived here as long as we have, you find the commie breakfasts grow on you. Then there’s this:
Eating in Shanghai isn’t as daunting as I’d been led to believe. We did see photo menus of blackened turtles, but armed with a Mandarin sign that read, “I am a vegetarian but I will eat fish” I ate some of the tastiest food I’d ever experienced. From Cantonese dim sum in the Secret Garden restaurant, to $5 noodles at the Ajisen Ramen chain, I quickly became a Shanghainese food convert.
That’s great, but she didn’t have any Shanghainese food. This kind of food you can get in plenty of cities around the Pacific Rim. Fox ends her whirlwind tour like this:
All too soon it was time to leave. Our taxi sped down the Bund for one last time, past a sign that read “I heart Shanghai”. I do too — I love its contradictory mix of rampant consumerism and communism, its glamorous old architecture and uber-modern buildings. It’s like New York only a million times more exciting.
Back home, our purchases proved to be a roaring success, my tailored trousers fit better than any designer pair I’ve ever bought. I’m with Confucius on this one: “Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.” Oh, and take some roomy luggage with you, too.
If we were to use just one paragraph to sum up this person’s writing, it’d be this from the Oxford American Writer’s Thesaurus:
hackneyed adjective. Your hackneyed arguments fail to persuade anyone. OVERUSED, overdone, overworked, worn out, timeworn, platitudinous, vapid, stale, tired, threadbare; trite, banal, hack, clichéd, hoary, commonplace, common, ordinary, stock, conventional, stereotyped, predictable; unimaginative, unoriginal, uninspired, prosaic, dull, boring, pedestrian, run-of-the-mill, boilerplate, routine; informal old hat, cheesy, corny, played out. ANTONYM: original.
Image of a real Chinese breakfast from ttuhsc.edu.