We are having lunch at Central, the place to be, to live and to be seen. All the big brands are centralized here, Gucci, Dolce & Gabbana, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Dior, Celine and more. “This is shopping paradise, everything is for sale” she told me with a big smile. She was going to be here for another few days, “Just another few shows, the after parties are the best, drugs, money and men” and walks away as if the shopping mall is her catwalk. 

Apparently Hong Kong is full with models during this time of the year, it’s the fashion show season and you can find models all over Central.

“I’m already in Hong Kong for some months” he told me, “Its good cash, great life and good sex” this Australian model told me. He finds Hong Kong to be an exciting city, not a day is the same, and every day is a surprise to me. He was on his way to a party at Club Vollar, “Anybody who is somebody is going to be there” he explains to me. It’s one of the well-known Clubs where you can find the rich and the famous and where locals hardly get in.

I found out that most locals hardly ever passes through these entrances and only know the places by name and through magazines. It was another selected glitter and glamour world within Hong Kong.

She just stepped out of the slimming centre when I met her, “I feel so fat” she complained, with only 40 kilograms of bones, I couldn’t imagine that there was any fat on her at all. I recognise her as one of the B-actresses in a soap. “I’ve been so stupid, they would have signed me and I had a shot to become famous” she tells me. Two year ago they offered her a contract, she refused because of love. “In the show business you have to sacrifice everything, your life, your soul and your body just to become someone” she explains to me.

She didn’t know if she was going to be lucky enough to get another chance but she did know she would do anything, anything to become famous.

It was hard for me to understand but another friend of my told me that I would think differently if I would be born or living in Hong Kong. She has been stewardess for a few years. “I used to get so many tempting offers, a car, an apartment, diamantes, just about anything” she told me. “At first I thought it was insane, but after 5 years of living in Hong Kong, I will take and do it all” she confesses to me.

At the entrance of a new club she pulls me towards the door bitch, although there is a line up of three blocks. I’m amazed we can pass all others over the red carpet where photographers are screaming for pictures. “They know who I am” she answered my shocked face. Inside, everybody somehow looked familiar, “Actress, Singer, Model, Rich” she points around explaining to me.

I met her at the bar, she looks like an Asian Paris Hilton. “I don’t work, I’m supported” she answered me. She was very open about being a gold digger, looking gorgeous as she does, she needs a lot of money to maintain her looks but especially her lifestyle. “Excuse me” she waves and moves on to her next victim.
There is this Chinese saying “Money doesn’t make everything possible, but without it, absolutely nothing is possible”. No saying does describe life in Hong Kong better than this… Money, Status, Beauty, Sex and Networks are the keys to any lock!