The City of Beauty

The city of KL and its surrounding Klang Valley is filled with beauties; everywhere you turn your head, you can expect to feast your eyes on at least several of them walking or talking or pretending to ignore you. Compare this to Penang - the city where I grown up in – you can say that Penang is almost like countryside filled with pasture of grass that not only all the beauties shun – even the cows and goats refuse to feed here.

Even the cleaner ladies make-up in KL. In Penang you would be lucky if you can catch a lady with decent make-up even in downtown. The keyword here is decent. No doubt if you prowl in some hip and trendy mall like the Queensbay or the Gurney Plaza, it would be very likely to run into some young high school girls who tried to make-up – but it is very likely that you would feel more repelled than attracted.

The problem is – women in Penang don’t even bother to make-up or attempt to look good. It’s basically a silicon island famous for its semiconductor industry and obviously not for its silicon implant. I have a former unimates who just return to PJ to work after staying in Penang for the past 5 years. She complained to me that she no longer can walk around with her Teambuilding T-shirt, jeans and slippers.

“Now I have to wear high heels and tight working suit. Craps,” she whined.

“You’re an engineer, come on. Why do you need high heels for?” I asked her.

“Two words – peer pressure. Every woman make-up here; how can I afford not to?”

Do you know what a corset is? I used to think this kind of thing only exists in Alexander Dumas’s 3 Musketeer’s tales, but some women in KL actually do wear corset.

This kind of peer pressure may be a bit stressful for some women – not to mention the discomfort they feel from putting on all these super-tight garments – but for guys, it’s an absolutely good thing. Tell me which guy doesn’t like looking at women in formal suit? Gays?

The women here also have better taste when it comes to choice of apparels. Brands like Zara can flourish here but in Penang I think they will go bankrupt within one month. Women dress smartly and elegantly – closely resembling the pin-outs from Cleo and FHM. Maybe because there is more MPH or Borders here where you could read those magazines for free. Whereas in Penang, some women just dress-up like rojak – mix and match – heavily laced top with those skirt and striped three quarter pants…God, don’t they realize they look more like a slut than hot?

Now I understand why all the Penang guys who come to KL never want to go back to Penang. You could meet all sorts of beauties here; just last week I almost managed to have a date with a girl from finance who works as part-time model, but somehow at last minute, she FFKed. That’s OK though – I ended up meeting this hot matured lady with a one-piece spotted dress that resembled a leopard skin in the Finnegan at Sri Hartamas – Growl!!!

It’s so easy to meet and date good looking girls here, my friend Kev told me. I am not sure whether he was bluffing or not, but he told me he could change girl friend almost every week, and good looking one at that.

“Girls here are so easy, dude,” he boasted. “They are not looking for long term or commitment. They just wanna hook up for fun, they just wanna party!”

With his slick haircut and thick eyebrows, he did look convincing – not to mention while we talked, his handphone – a HP IPAQ – rang and he whispered suggestively to me: “See, here is one of them calling me now…my new f**k buddy.”

For a rural guy from Penang like me, it’s real easy to be overwhelmed by all these great temptations – these endless beauties. Tons and tons of available beauties roaming the streets of KL. Drinking joints are abundance with model-like personality. Some of them are pretentious – some of them glaringly fake, but still they are beauties nonetheless. Beauty rules – that’s the reason why some drinking joint can afford to have Ladies Nite every night.

Drinking with some friends in the Laundry Bar at the Curve last night, my eyes never get tired of looking at all the gorgeous girls around me. It’s like a feast of beauty. I slowly sipped my drink and enjoyed the view. This city was really like heaven. But despite all the beauties here, the one you missed the most is always the one you could really talk to – the one that makes you laugh the most.