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Robbing from the rich, but giving to whom?
Life, Parisa Pichitmarn, Published on 26/09/2014
» Life has meaning again, now that Downton Abbey has returned to our TV screens, its fifth season beginning last Sunday. Its otherworldly visuals continue to draw me in, with the upstairs goings-on of the aristocrats and the downstairs drama among the servants still as captivating as ever. I actually have to remind myself every time I watch an episode that people from another continent in this world of ours actually lived like this less than 100 years ago: that cooks had to dine separately from the rest of the servants in a stately home; that members of the upper class changed clothes as often as five times a day; that it was inconceivable that a proper lady or gentleman would have to perform actual work to earn a living.
The curse of cameras
Life, Parisa Pichitmarn, Published on 29/11/2012
» Picture the scene: a group of eight young women have met up on Friday for a get-together. They're a chummy group and always try to include dinner with each other in their hectic, humble first-job schedules. It's going to be a great evening of catching up on each other's lives amid excellent atmosphere and good food. But as pressing as catching up is, something is more urgent: the screaming void in their stomachs.