There are times when silence in the city says more than a thousand whispered rumours. A few familiar faces vanished from the social landscape without a word, and though the world may have turned a blind eye... I didn’t. Let’s just say curiosity still has a passport. A few calls, a touch of well-placed intuition, and the trail led not to Brooklyn, Berlin or the Balearics — but to Seoul. A city where women wear Le Labo like second skin, where men dress like editorials from L’Uomo Vogue, and where secrets are often more tailored than the suits.
Seoul has become more than just a detour. It’s a destination in its own right — glittering rooftop soirées overlooking the Han River, champagne served from penthouses high above Lotte World Tower, and silk-draped stories that would never dare unfold in daylight. The city pulses with elegance and undercurrents of drama, and I’ve found myself not merely observing it, but immersed in it. So no, I haven’t disappeared. I’ve expanded my view.
Whether you’re reading this from a café in the West Village or a cocktail lounge in Cheongdam-dong, know this: style, scandal, and narrative don’t belong to just one city. They travel. And I travel with them. The story continues — from both sides of the globe.

Your emails
Hey GG! Is it true you ditched us for some K-pop boyband? Are you going to write only about their hair and airport outfits now? @shookAF
Dear shookAF, Do I look like someone who trades diamonds for rhinestones? New York will always be my favourite playground... but Seoul? Seoul offers a brand new thrill. And trust me, there’s more happening here than in the front row of Paris Fashion Week. Worried I’ll leave you without hot gossip? Don’t be. You’re getting twice as much now.
Dear shookAF, Do I look like someone who trades diamonds for rhinestones? New York will always be my favourite playground... but Seoul? Seoul offers a brand new thrill. And trust me, there’s more happening here than in the front row of Paris Fashion Week. Worried I’ll leave you without hot gossip? Don’t be. You’re getting twice as much now.
Hi GG!
I get that you’re enjoying it there, but please tell me you’re not about to cover guys who make heart fingers on camera?
@plsdon’t
Dear plsdon’t, Darling... have I ever failed you in the drama department? While you think of fans fainting at concerts, I see secret deals, film-worthy affairs, and conspiracies that could even put me to shame. So no, I won’t cover heart fingers... unless they’re breaking hearts. And trust me... they will.
Dear plsdon’t, Darling... have I ever failed you in the drama department? While you think of fans fainting at concerts, I see secret deals, film-worthy affairs, and conspiracies that could even put me to shame. So no, I won’t cover heart fingers... unless they’re breaking hearts. And trust me... they will.
Hey GG!
So now you’re swapping martinis at The Plaza for soju in Gangnam? Are Manhattan’s delicious scandals not enough anymore?
@BiggestFanEver
Dear BFE, Not enough? Nothing compares to New York when it comes to drama... but even the finest menu needs a new flavour now and then. And Seoul doesn’t just spice things up, it sets the whole table on fire.
Dear BFE, Not enough? Nothing compares to New York when it comes to drama... but even the finest menu needs a new flavour now and then. And Seoul doesn’t just spice things up, it sets the whole table on fire.
I don’t replace cities. I add them. One hand holds Dom Pérignon in Manhattan, the other soju in Seoul. And if you look closely... the company at my table is just as intriguing in both places. New city, new secrets... but the rules? Still the same.
Wherever there’s luxury kissed by a hint of scandal, you’ll find me. Watching, listening, and ready to reveal every juicy detail. Whether you’re lounging in a VIP booth in New York or sipping cocktails on a Seoul rooftop... The show is just getting started.