Category: Dating Experience

subwayshereAll right, I might as well just come out with it then. Tell the juicy tidbits and all of my actual dating life at this exact moment. Although this first update will be decidedly unsexy. Which sucks for me.

So there are a few guys in my life right now, all at varying levels of dating. One of these guys is Korean. I’ve never hooked up with a Korean guy and this guy is good looking and cool to hang out with. We met in a bar, and have gone out three times now for dinner and drinks and by all accounts things have gone well.

Our second date ended with a bit of a make out session. And on our third date last night I figured we would keep the ball rolling. We had dinner, drinks, we were flirting and touchy and everything was right on track when he suggested we leave the bar. I was about to invite him back to my place when he said he was gonna catch a cab back to his home. A chaste hug on the street corner and he jumped into the cab.

WTF?! That was a bit abrupt for even the usually shy Chinese guys and this guys has been a bit outgoing. And this was our third date! And he’s the one that keeps asking me out. And paying for everything, and being very “gentlemany” while out (holds open doors, gets the waiters, gives me things first before he has them). He seems into me (he was the one that made the first move in our make out session) and yet 3 dates and nothing?! Is it a Korean culture thing? Does he just want to be friends? I don’t get it.

So we’ll see where this one goes, but I don’t have high hopes. Keep you updated.

If you want to be alone and sexless while your in Asia, then just tell yourself that "Asian guys won't ever date me." It's not true, but if it makes you feel better, than by all means keep lying to yourself.

If you want to be alone and sexless while your in Asia, then just tell yourself that “Asian guys won’t ever date me.” It’s not true, but if it makes you feel better, than by all means keep lying to yourself.

I read a recent entry at a blog called The Love Blender. It was about how foreign women are like unseen “ghosts” and have zero chance at finding a Taiwanese guy. Here’s a excerpt:

When this concept applies to Western women’s love life, things get tricky. While Taiwanese girls seem to be incredibly attracted to Western men, Taiwanese guys don’t even dare to look at Western girls. Perhaps they are too shy to approach what they perceive to be a strong, independent Western woman: on top of that, many Asian guys believe that Western women would never consider them as dating material, so they don’t even try.

At the same time, Western guys are busy exploring this new exotic dating world full of beautiful, slim and attractive Asian girls who can’t wait to be asked out by a Western guy. As a result, many Western women feel like they are left with zero dating option: local guys don’t even consider them, while Western guys are focused on local beauties. So whom are Western women supposed to date in Taiwan?

She continues to go on about how western women are all big and fat and no Taiwanese guy will ever want them.


I went to Taiwan for a three-week holiday and I banged TWO Taiwanese guys. I used one of my favorite dating apps, momo, and was overwhelmed with Taiwanese guys chatting with me. Even after the hook-up one guy talks to me regularly and has said he wished he could be in a serious relationship with me. Also, I met a British guy who wanted to get in my pants but I said no. So, In my three weeks I had lots of interest from local guys and foreigners in Taiwan.


And, to her other point, I am no small beauty. I’m American, and as such I am carrying an extra 30-pounds on my already, thick, Polish ancestor frame. Nobody has minded. In fact, I think it’s a selling point. There are millions of skinny girls with narrow waists and tiny boobs in Asia. It’s exotic and attractive to us westerners because it is so different. But for most Asian guys it’s the same ho-hum they have seen their whole lives. What there isn’t a ton of is bigger ladies with sensual curves and soft flesh. A lot of guys (asians) like that kind of body because it is something different and special. I know, because they have said as such.

What’s even worse is this girl wrote a scathing commentary about how western women can never find love in Asia, while actually already in a monogamous relationship!

I came to Taiwan with a boyfriend, so I didn’t need to look for a date here. However, I found myself wondering about Western girls who did not move to Taiwan with a partner:are they doomed to romantic abstinence?

So, she’s perpetuating this stereotype while actually having no personal experience?! Gah!!!!

Dating in Asia is just like dating in western countries. Nobody in America has a great dating experience of meeting perfect princes every time they go out. If these women were in their home countries they would say something like “you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince!” or some other trite saying before going out and meeting more people. They wouldn’t write off, say, every British as undateable and blame British guys for being British as the reason they aren’t having luck.

But in Asia, western women do that all the time. A western women will have a few bad experiences (or no experiences in the case of this woman) and write off an entire race of people as being totally undateable and warning western women they will be lonely, unlovable fat freaks if they come to Asia.


Western women, you have some responsibility in dating as well. Maybe it feels better for you and your fragile self esteem to just blame the guys, blame the culture, for not liking you. But the truth is dating can be tricky and you usually date a lot more duds than winners. In any culture. There are some differences with dating in another country, but there are differences in every aspect of living abroad. If you can manage taking taxi’s, ordering food and having a job in another country, then you can manage dating as well.  Stop whining! 


Number one thing NOT to tell a foreign girl:

“I want a foreign girlfriend. Will you be my foreign girlfriend?” (Note: this is usually said before meeting face-to-face.)

Why it is stupid: No girl just wants to be a “foreign girl.” It’s fine to be attracted to a foreign girl, but all foreign girls are different, and saying you just want a “foreign girlfriend,” means you just want to show off, and could care less about her. I mean, I’m easy, but that’s too degrading even for me. I want you to want me to me. MY face, MY personality, MY boobs.

Number two thing NOT to tell a foreign girl:

“I want a foreign girlfriend. Can you introduce me to your friends?”

Yeah, seriously? Do I even have to explain why this is terrible? Seriously, if you say this to a girl, especially after meeting her on one of the hook-up apps, expect to be deleted right away. Not every guy has to want to have sex with me. But if you contact me on TanTan or Momo, then you better be into me, and not try to use me to get to better looking friends of mine.

I mean. Jeesh.

If you want ot be deleted and ensure you will never meet a foreign girl, then please, do exactly this.

If you want to be deleted and ensure you will never meet a foreign girl, then please, do exactly this. 


BarSo last night I went to a bar. This bar is a high-end Shanghai type bar, with 90 kuai overblown “fusion” cocktails with lots of passion fruit and sugar cubes set on fire. And a lot of foreigners. Asian women come for the western guys. This is not the first choice for Asian men, and I usually end up spending the night with my friends.

But, across the bar I noticed a table full of young guys. Just guys. Asian. And they were rowdy, and dancing, and seemed not at all the normal, quiet types.

I watched them for awhile, across the room, and liked their vibe. Dancing openly, arms up. Chatting animated and looking around the room, on the prowl.

But I knew, as a foreign woman, they wouldn’t approach me.  Luckily, next to this table of guys I saw a girl I had met one time, several months ago. I walked by as if I had somewhere else to go and pretended to suddenly see her.

“Hey! Remember me?!” I asked.

“Yeah!” she said excited throwing her arms around me. She was super drunk. Great. Musics pumping and we kinda dance as we yell into each others ears. I smile at her friends, dance with them. One of them hands me a drink. I’m in.

Slowly, I maneuver my way around the table so my back is next to these guys and I “accidentally” bump/dance into them. This gets one guys attention and he turns around to us and dances with us. Me and my new group of friends laugh, dance with him, we all raise our glasses and cheer. This one guy, the dancer, is my in but I got my eye on another one. As I’m lifting my glass to ‘cheer’ the dancer, I tap his friend on the shoulder, with my glass raised. I kinda look at him, tip my glass slightly in his direction with a smile.

He gets it. Comes over. “I’m Japanese!” he says with a handshake. Japanese! Turns out the whole table was. Score. I’ve never slept with a Japanese.

We chat, we dance. His friend, also cute, smiles. We dance, chat, drink. I leave behind the table with my in-between friends and I haven’t seen my actual friends since I started his hunt. Not to look too desperate or lonely I go back to my friends, chat. They’ve been eyeing me, kinda rolling their eyes in that “oh Sally,” kinda way. I wink.

For the next bit I go back and forth in between my friends and the table full of Japanese. They have two bottles of tequila in silver buckets (it couldn’t have been cheap). My first pick, a guy in a tucked in grey t-shirt, a hint of an unshaven beard and a shaved head, talks to me all night. Guessing 28. Puts his arm around me. Keeps shaking my hand for way too long. He asks for my WeChat. We yell into each others ears while talking, getting a little closer than necessary to actually hear. He says something about eating together in the following days. I agree.

It’s not that late, maybe 1:30, but the Japanese decide to leave. He hooks his arm around my waste and I put him arm around his shoulder.

“Can I kiss you?” He says. I say sure and he kisses my cheek.

“Can I kiss you again?” The same thing happens.

His friends are looking for one of his group who is gone. He continues to kiss my cheek, asking before each time. I think he’s gonna go for my mouth but never quite works up the courage. Still, most Chinese guys won’t even kiss me on the cheek on the first encounter so I think it’s good.

He texts me later. We text in the morning. I’m afraid of going down the rabbit hole of forever texting with no moves so after a quick chit-chat I ask him when he is going to take me out to dinner. Figure no sense in playing it coy. He asks me what day I’m free.

We’ll meet Wednesday night for dinner. Keep you updated.


Hi everyone and welcome to Shagging in Shanghai a new blog about a western woman boinking her way around China.

What all this about then? 

Well, there are plenty of blogs by western women who live in China. But pretty much all these woman are looking for love, getting married and living happily ever asian. I’m not. I’m a single, independent woman who loves my freedom but also loves to feel good. So these are all dating stories, things I’ve gone through while not looking for a real relationship.

So you have yellow fever then? 

No, actually not, though the fact that I pretty much only do asian might trick you. I live in China so I’m just enjoying the local flavor. Influenced by the environment if you will. If I was somewhere else this blog would be called Fondling the French or Twerking with the Turks. I’m not totally against western guys, but with 700,000 million Chinese guys to chose from I think the odds are stacked against the fact I’ll do a westerner.

So who are you? 

You can call me Shanghai Sally. Mid-20’s, American. Can speak Chinese. That’s all your getting.

Why so vague?

The internet makes the world a very small place and vague and sketchy personal details makes me feel more free to share some more intimate details onto the digital page. I’m not ashamed or embarrassed about my lifestyle and if you’re my friend, you’ve probably heard these stories straight from my mouth. But I don’t need my parents, or god forbid my grandma, knowing these juicy tidbits are coming from me. I’m a bit of a feminist and while there are a ton of stories of western men’s dirty deeds with chinese women, there are very few about women. Most are about love, relationships, dealing with culture differences and romantic stuff. But I don’t want all that.

I’m not some jilted man-hater, or anything. I’m just fiercely independent. I got plenty of friends to fill the emotional needs in my life, so I just want an occasional fun night out and world-rocking. And I think we need to hear this voice. To get the woman’s side of things and take some of the power out of the man’s hands for once.

There is a pretty strong stereotype here in China that western women are only good to have fun with but when you want to get serious you should do it with a chinese. And I’m sorry to feed into that stereotype. But whateve’s. It’s my life and my choices. If your so terribly offended complain to someone else.

So how many Chinese guys have you slept with? 

More than The Beatles, but less than Super Junior. I’ll leave it at that. While the majority have been Chinese, there are other asian countries thrown in as well.

What do you like about Chinese guys? 

I’m not picky. I’ve slept with guys of all ages, of all classes, all sizes (I’m talking height and build perv). I have just one rule: no students. I’m a teacher, and a pretty serious one too believe it or not, so school campus is a strictly no-fly zone. I’ll admit it’s hella tempting as there are some major hotties here, but I feel that emotionally or experience-wise they’re not ready for me. I only sleep with guys I can leave quickly (like when I’m traveling) or ones I know won’t get emotionally attached.

Can You Speak Chinese?


Anything Else?  Yeah, I just want to offer a disclaimer. When I say “Chinese guys” or “Western women” or “Chinese women” or anything like that I don’t mean ALL of them, ‘kay? Any mildly intelligent person should be fully aware that any culture cannot be summed up in a few words. When I say “Chinese guys,” I mean “some Chinese guys.” The same goes for anytime I say western women, or any ethnicity. For clarity of writing I’m going to paint with a wide brush and edit out as many of the “some’s” as I can. But with every thing I write keep in mind there are always exceptions. I know it and you should too.

And if you have any questions for me, feel free to write. Not sure I’ll always have the answer, but I’ll come up with some bullshit answer. shanghaisallyblog(at)gmail(dot)com.