Bingo Night at the VOP

Hey guuuys!! I finally came out of hiding after 4 months of living like a no-life hermit locked up in my apartment and decided to go out with my cousin T and my friend Sabrina (and co.) to VIP. Which is a club, as i recall, that plays decent music and is fairly flipping packed on Saturday nights (Sunday mornings/bigg diff.) 

We got there at.. what was it 1.45? and it was 1/4 EMPTY. you never have space to MOVE in VIP and it was a quarter empty?? And the DJ was on a baaad run and we were surrounded by.... (wait for it) OLD PEOPLE. Thats right, it could have been a bingo night on LED cruise

 ship! Im talking over-40s people!!

 

How. weird. And there were the regular annoyances (the ones who want to dance with you) who we pushed back "accidentally" while we were "doing our dance moves" (aka. elbowing them in the ribs until they backed off.) Hilarity ensued. 6ab3an, like any night out, we had fun. I kind of jumped on the couch when Nirvana came on (7amdilla i didnt break it this time like i did another one of their couches :) oops!) and T and I completely freaked and did a show to a whole string of Michael Jackson hits and im sure someone posted embarassing pictures onFacebook by now which mostly involve me dancing over-enthusiastically and singing along violently to Smells like Teen Spirit. But seriously, though i loved the extra space, im not sure i'll be going back there too soon. I offcially declare it VOP for Very Old People.

7arakat

3jibatny il 7araka. Instead of a bowtie, i paired my giant white men's shirt with a 3-strand pearl necklace to close it and topped it off with my beloved navy blazer. Its more like a tie than a pearl necklace under the shirt so i think its a bit fresh. Reverendy, no?

Valentino Installation

Sorry for the bad video quality, this was taken on my Blackberry. Cool flashing Valentino windows outside their shop on Av. Montaigne.

Temporary Respiration

What a beautiful last week. Paris finally breathed. All of the square witch-trees on the streets suddenly burst with life. they started growing leaves so green and bright so rapidly it seemed almost fake! Then sprang the superb flowers, an absolute riot of colour. It was such an anathema to Paris, with its Zadig and Voltaire wearing black and grey that it felt ridiculous! I was ecstatic (I am a spring baby)! The trees are so dramatic, swaying in the wind like surfers, a choir, it depends on the tree. And mini clouds of pink and white flowers bless the streets. The air was slightly tropical and warm-cool. Absolute perfection. The sky was a bright blue and filled with strange, gigantic, apocalyptic clouds. I felt as if i was in a dramatic natural thatre. Sensational, sensational. There were these pink cloudy trees that were so beautiful i wanted to hug them. I walkd that whole week with my head turned up, looking at the trees and sky the whole time. Lil2asaf, the people of Paris still wore their black, still spoke on their cellphones and completely disregarded the beaty around them. For a city so obsessed with beauty, how strange it is that its people seem only to notice it its artificial forms. :( Here two pictures i took of trees yesterday.

SHOPPING

Ahh, you want to frame their box!

#2: Porthault

To me, the most elegant type of luxury good is one that will be used only in private. Something for you to appreciate without wearing, without exhibiting. Thats why i love linens, bedsheets, duvets, pillowcases, pyjamas, robes. I spend hooours (as in ya3ni minimum 4 per visit) in Harrods and Liberty's linens departments, just feeling truthfullness of the high-thread-count fabrics, looking at all the glorious sheets. Off.. a7la shay when you are soo tired and then you see frashich so beautiful and fresh, fluffed with soft colours and elegant, thoughtful embroideries, delicate laces. And then you lose yourself between the sheets and feel the superb softness, the richness of the bountiful cloth (im using terms 3ala kaify here)! Ahhh.. o the beautiful harmony of the colours between your sheets and your custom-made Italian pyjama (from Tina next to Marni in Roma) with its silk ribbons and frilly hem!

Back to the mawthoo3, PORTHAULT is the number 1 when it comes to embroidered linens. Even Truman Capote wrote about Porthault linens in one of his books. One day i was feeling down and tired, I went into the Porthault shop on Avenue Montaigne and delighted in the tons of glorious sheets and finally bought a pillowcase (shasawy? im a student :) The shop assistant was so terribly nice about taking out all the stuff for me and brushed off my apologies. She was so happy that someone so young actually took an interest in these things and i told her Pisces are old souls. If you're in Paris, take a look. 

My Friends Dont Know Me Anymore

I called one of my best friends just now and she didnt recognize my voice o ana ili lazim ala7ighom. THEY never call ME God forbid! And then spring decided to quit on us in Paris and suddenly its freezing and raining again. And then i see this. And i think MAY9EEEEEEEEEEEEEER BES KHALAS (of course this is always vague and followed by a collapse on the couch). I hope you guys are happy though. :)

Relaxing Music of the Day

Ma tit5ayilon il ra7a ili 7asait feeha when i first heard this. Ilyoum ta3ees o this just... madry. Enjoy.

PARIS GUIDE: SHOPPING

SHOPPING

SUNGLASSES: EMMANUELLE KHANH

Okay, back to your fave topic, shopping! (insert wink) Okay, so my favorite sunglasses brand is Emanuelle Khanh because when i was young my mother had these giant black Emmanuelle Khanh sunglasses that she never changed until they broke. My mother always sticks with something for a long time if she likes it. I always thought those glossy, thick, solid frames, impenetrably black lenses, flat front and distinctive gold EK on the side were just the pinnacle of glamour. It is practically impossible to find them in Kuwait (or maybe Confash knows where but she's not telling us) and very hard even in Paris. But i found this wonderful optician called Maison Boidot opposite the Kuwait Cultural Bureau in Victor Hugo that sells them and i rejoiced. All other brands seem so hopelessly commercial when compared with Khanh (what can i do? i was born a snob). 

Maison Boidot: 140 Av. Victor Hugo, 16th Arrondissement Paris

The Golden Mango

I dont care if i sound cheap this is CRAZY!!!! I just spent 26 euros on ONE mango and a handful of raspberries at the grocery store. Thats right. See the picture. Thats IT. IT. Paris is INSANE! But oooh the mango!!! I mean the people who picked it off a tree in South America would probably be sick that people are selling it for 20 EUROS APIECE but still MY GOD! i have NEVER had a mango that good in my life! The rich juice was dripping all over my arms the moment i sliced it, so fully, consummately, orange. Nectar fit for the Olympian gods!! So sweet yet tart. With flesh soft yet firm, so delicious, voluptuous, as in i-got-it-all-over-my-face-and-probably-hair-good!! OH GLORY!!

Finn Family Cloudberry

I love my Finnish friend Sannamari!! Walla all the Finnish people i've ever met are so sweet and kind and happy. In fact, i think it was on 60 Minutes that they are the happiest people on the world! And i really enjoyed my trip to Finland when i was... 8? 6abee3athom ityanin! And everything is so sweet and peaceful and people sell bumble bee hats in the parks! And you know ina a9lan the Finnish do not share the same ancestry as the rest of the Scandinavian peoples? They are actually descended from the Mongols! Cool! Anyhoo, remember my post on clouds when i told you that i am DYING to try cloudberries? Well, Sannamari recently went to Finland and got me some Cloudberry jam!! It sooo good!! The taste is so delicate and delicious!! I just eat it on toast alone (i dont usually do that with jams, ever). Wonderful! I am so happy, this is so hard to find!! This may even top Moomintroll in wonderfulness. God.. remember Moomintroll? I read every single book in our library in fifth grade!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA

HAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. This is Winnie the Pooh. But as an actual person!

Quote of the Day

"No, I think I'll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up.... It always does in the end. "
- Luna Lovegood
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Speechless

Not really. I have never, in my LIFE, been in a library that sucks THIS MUCH. This is NOT POSSIBLE. My university library does NOT HAVE HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS. No, seriously. I actually went on the library computer and typed in "harry potter and the deathly hallows" and the infernal machine said "no hits". Then i typed in "harry potter" absolutely CERTAIN they would have the series. again "no hits". Okay, maybe only kind of the most popular books of all time and you dont even have them!!!!!!!!! W.T.F??? And I need it for a section of my research paper! And that other day i was searching of Interview with A Vampire by Anne Rice (it was even made into a movie with Brad Pitt), one of the most popular Vampire novels ever after Dracula by Bram Stoker and THEY DIDNT HAVE IT. Instead they had the third part of the series. just the third part! Just. You cant read the third without reading the first two!! No, khala9 ya nas after not having HARRY POTTER (my majorly crap school library had only a billion copies of each) my indifference towards this university has turned to complete, unadultered SPITE!

Vent no. 4587. EGGS

Okay, stressed out. Breathed too much weird coffee-library air (hate coffee), need to vent. I HATE the gardienne thats in the building next to us. We share a courtyard (but she has her own section) and EVERY DAY she lets out her dogs at 8 in the morning after which they bark non stop!! As anyone who has a French courtyard would know, the echo is INSANE. If someone whispers out the kitchen window on the 6th floor, i can hear it like they are speaking into my ear. So just imagine two effing dogs barking non stop every morning. Okay, so i asked our building's gardienne to talk to her. She said she already did and she was very rude (the dog one, not ours). I asked again. Apparently il 7mara told her itha mo 3ajibha, call the police! Okay, fa ana ri7t akalimha, very nicely. I explained that people need to sleep and she cant do that. She was SO RUDE and said that 8 am is not too early (f off, okay?) and that she couldnt shut her dogs up and she said "au revoir mademoiselle" and was gona shut the door in my face if i hadnt stopped her!! Shino hal jor2a? How ARROGANT can you GET?? Then i got angry. Ams, i was in the library til 11.15 at night, o i was out of the house since 8 AM. I was ex.haus.ted. I hadnt slept well for a week , was oo stressed out, and was getting my only rest. This morning, AGAIN, her damned dogs are barking up a storm and wake me up. FOR THE BILLIONTH TIME. I am effing FURIOUS. I went straight to Monoprix, (i was gonna get some rotten 3ashan 7aram bes they didnt have) bought a box of eggs, came back into the courtyard and proceded to throw them furiously at her entire section!!! Let her learn her lesson, that fat obnoxious peice of crap! And i heard some shooouting! Some one was pissed off. Hahahahahahahahha. Let her go to hell.

Where is Wally??

Oh remember?? These are over a hundred students breaking a Guiness World Record in some uni in New Jersey. Oh, such good memories!

WHAT? IN KUWAIT??? THESE ARE NOT PHOTOSHOPPED

i swear. and i dont know these peeps bes the pics are real! In a man6a8a called abdullah al mbarak!