I flew to Hong Kong for a weekend—my old stomping grounds, the style metropolis for Southeast Asian dwellers. It no longer inspires me the way it used to; the days of aspiring to look like a Granvile Road kid with spiky brown hair, grunge-pop clothes, sneakers, and a monogram bag are a thing of my pre-dandy past. But what has replaced that is a sense of wonder for the aggressively progressive China and how that and old Hong Kong influence us today. On a side note, I highly urge you to visit the outlets in Ap Lei Chau (not pictured): Prada, Lane Crawford, Joyce Boutique, and I.T. Trust that there will be something there for everyone.