[…] It gave her shivers even thinking about it, but she loved the rainforest in the daytime, she loved the wildness it spoke of; she felt at home there, way more at home than she felt in the structure of a city, there was something untamed and much more primal within her that she had always known, that she connected to. It made sense to her when she first saw Malaysia—its capital, where her mother grew up— was gritty, it wasn’t beautiful, it was living. It was a vast landscape, her motherland: of beaches, crystal clear water, jungle, mountains, tropical climate, sweet fruit, coconuts, humidity and chaos. It was her, it was within her. She never knew to fit in with the pale whiteness that had taken over London of late, the city she knew was eclectic, it made her sad but resigned to see it lose its colour, to see it stream from its face. Rather than reviving it she knew her energy was better off spent activating in areas that were excited to be alive, living and active. She would use her sword there.
— Jennifer Weng Han
A little something in honour of Malaysia’s historic election last week. A lot more where this came from. This isn’t autobiography, c’est tout. Xo —JM
Feature image: Jennifer McGeever
So emotional and overjoyed. Wishing my mother was alive to see this ♥️ the oldest leader in the world at 92 years old, so inspirational. Former and now current PM Mahathir Mohamad and his First Lady 🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾 he came back to bring much needed change from the havoc and corruption wrecked by his protégé. You can’t make this stuff up, miraculous, and proof that you’re never too old and the power of unity and diversity, together they’re a potent force and not to be feared. #MalaysiaBoleh!!!!! Thanks to my cousin @ec_foodlovers for sharing this beautiful candid ✨🙌♥️ #SecondAct #LetsBegin #RelationshipGoals