Good Girls Finish Last (Part II)

Good morning peeps. I am literally half asleep, since I went to bed at 5 a.m. and I'm at work now. Nanny barged into the room screaming: "It's nine turty, you hab work?" so I literally jumped out of bed because I had a 10 o'clock meeting. So washed up, got dressed had breakfast, a little make up on, (I looked like a zombie) and it's almost 11 and the guy hasn't showed up! *sigh* The Lebanese. Anyway, last night my friend (I'll call her, C.F.F) slept over so we were up all night laughing and talking and laughing more and talking more and I realized I love sleepovers. They're so much fun! This coming from an almost 26 year old? Sad? I think not!
So as per yesterday's post I decided to blog about Part II today so that the conversations the girls and I had over coffee on Sunday were still fresh in my head. We were around 8 girls, and it was random friends, more than meeting up with your very own clique. SO out of the 8; 2 or 3 were in a relationship, none were engaged or married and the rest? SINGLE! And then we started counting the number of single friends we have, and oh my what a number that turned out to be. But anyway, we're all facing the same problem, there are no men. Fine we're being picky, but I think we have every right to be picky, if any of us were to go out with every Tom, Dick and Harry that comes along, we'd be considered sluts, and that is the easiest label a girl can get in this country. So, be picky I say, not too picky, give chances, but to potentials, not just any guy that would wink at you along the way. So after lots of bouncing back and forth and loud arguments and teary laughter, we realized, the sluts always go first, and good girls finish last! What is that all about? Guys talk about the woman of their dreams.. standards.. mother of their child.. and what have you.. and who do they end up being with? Exactly. The girl with the skimpiest outfit, fakest face, and I can't really say lowest IQs, because let's face it, they're getting the good ones and we're stuck with the leftovers, so they've gotta be smart to be able to do that! And we also realized, most of these girls work on getting their man. Showing up at his hangouts, trying to get his friends to like her (because that's always the deal-sealer), phone calls, messages, do the things he likes etc.. etc.. and that's how they reel him in. So how do we compete with that? We don't.. Why? Because we were raised as 'ladies' and 'ladies' never throw themselves at men!
Bottom line, go out with someone you'd be proud to have at your side, not because they look good, have a tight ass, or barbie looks (or Ken..), but because that person will make an effort to make you happy, because that person is the image you want to take home to your parents, because that person is someone who would make your friends feel at home, would wake up in the middle of the night to change the babies' diapers, because that person gives you a sense of security etc etc... Yes yes I'm a hopeless romantic! Leave me alone!

Good Girls Finish Last (Part I)

My friend asked me today if this blog was just a phase, and I realized how ridiculously busy I've been, that I haven't had time to post anything. So here's a quick update:
Remember a couple of posts back, when I was talking about the pick-up line guy that I had met randomly? (if you don't, click here for a recap, if you do remember then click here and enjoy). So anyway, PULG (pick-up line guy), turns out to be quite hilarious. No I still haven't agreed to a date, but apparently he's quite a funny one. But nothing happened, and from the looks of it, nothing is going to happen. I sort of lost interest in everyone I thought I was interested in. But that's now a good thing... at all.. You know why? I'll tell you why.. because with no one in mind, I will be holding on to my last memory of being with one.. that being my ex. No I'm not in love with him, if anything I'm totally over him, but it's a fact. So I need to keep myself distracted till I get a new interest! Moving on, was at a wedding this weekend, and a lady who apparently lives on the same block, saw me at the wedding, and recognized me from well.. the block.. She knows my mother so she came up to me and rambled something about why the crap I'm not engaged and then said "it's such a shame you're pretty, the ugly whores are the ones who always get the guy". Now that is what I call a good first impression. The next day, went out for coffee with m girl friends, an what a coffee session it turned out to be! I don't want to make this any longer than it is, so I'll leave you at this, and will continue this tomorrow!

Pimp my LBD!!!

It's 2 a.m. and this is the only free time I've had since my last blog. Work has been a bit too overwhelming and smart little me decided to exercise on my own, and I think I pulled every muscle in my body because I'm still walking like a penguin and haven't slept properly in 3 days. Not much to update you with but I saw this style on a website and just fell in love with it. It's just a funky way of wearing a classical LBD wihout it looking so classical.. Just click here to view each item. Anyway, it's a whole outfit. And yes you do wear the asymmetrical-long-sleeved-top under the black dress. It just gives it that whole je-ne-sais-quoi feel to it which I find fabuloussssss! The fringed boots are just gorgeous, the colour.. the style.. it just goes with everything and it makes the LBD slightly less dressy. I funked it up with accessories, all black and gold (and yes I did have Sam Sparro's Black & Gold playing in the background.. such a beautiful song no?) Anyway, go for a bright red-orangy lipstick (I am obsessed with the colour, wore it to my best friend's wedding last summer, and it just looked gorgeous with a tan) So I'm drifting away from the subject a lot, but I've really had a long day, don't mind my random babble. So back to the lipstick, as I was saying, red-orangy lipstick, and with a colour so bright on your lips you don't need much colour on the eyes, so a thin liner on your upper lash line, with a couple of coats of black mascara, peachy cheeks and you're ready to go! You can go anywhere with this outfit, from a cocktail to a happening club. And I guarantee turning heads. It's such a winning number this one.

He's just NOT that into me!

What a weekend! I am aching.. physically.. it's ridiculous. But I had fun. I'm enjoying Beirut weekends, I used to go out during the weekdays and be lazy on the weekend,. Let's face it, going out on the weekend, with the traffic and overcrowded places, is not my idea of a good time. The past two weekends have been amazing though. It was probably the crowd that I loved!
Anyway, facing a dilemma, or tiny problem, but I want to call it a dilemma. Being a single girl in Beirut means meeting random guys, through a friend, an acquaintance, or just conversing with someone random in a pub or what not, which leads to multiple crushes. I have eliminated quite a few since December, but still confused. Why? Because the ones I am interested in, are giving out mixed signals or maybe they're just not that into me, and the random guy I met a few months back, suddenly reappears again. I'm not interested, and I don't know if I'm looking for a fling (he's 'fling' material) but his approach is really funny. Pick up lines are cheesy, they really are, but it's like he's memorized every single one and says them in one go. It's hilarious! (literally.. I can't contain myself. I can't even reply, and usually my come backs are quite good) He's a confident one and he's cute. And boy do I like confident men who happen to be cute. But as I said, this isn't going anywhere. Do I go for a fling? Or would I just be wasting my time instead of concentrating on more important things??? Ahhhh the confusion.. I'll keep you posted!
And in the mean time, listen to my song on repeat (thank you Milky Way).

90s night.. really? Really!

A couple of days ago I was out with some friends, and I was talking about Capital A and how I wanted to go on Thursday because it's 90s night. And come on, if there's anything that's as good as the 80s, it's the 90s. It's the next best thing. So anyway, he looks at me and says, are we getting that old, that they have something called 90s night? And he was absolutely right. I used to sing and dance to Prince's 1999, remember that song? Fine it was released in 1983, but that's not the point. The point is, it was still big in the 90s, alongside all of his songs, I love him, he's like a legend, not like a legend, he was a legend.. no.. he is a legend.. okkkkkk back to the point.. I used to go crazy to that song

'Two thousand zero zero party over oops outta time.. So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999'

OK, now think about it, 1999 was 11 years ago! Yes people, y2k was a decade ago.. Where does the time fly? And it does fly people, seriously. I thought they were kidding when they said life's too short.. Make the best of it, blah blah.. But they kid us not. We are getting older and what do we have to show for it? No clue. I wrote the letter by the way, to my future self (remember a few blogs back? Click here for a small recap). I'm still hoping to accomplish what I wrote, now focusing on love, you know why? Because when you're in love, accomplishments aren't a hassle anymore.. Why? I don't know.. Mysteries of love. Ahhh.. l'amourrr!

Winter?? What Winter?

What happened to Winter? One day it's cold, rainy and snowing, the next it's hot, we're sweating and going to the beach? What's going on? What do we wear? What don't we wear? Confused? Me too! So I was browsing the internet when I came across Nicole Richie's outfit being picked for Look of the Day by InStyle.com. She is my fashion icon, alongside Kate Moss of course. I love how she transforms from her boho-chic look with her hair and the accessories to a whole different look that is so glam and chic and so old Hollywood I love it (she is a fashion goddess). And I love how Kate Moss mixes high street with designer and looks fab the whole time. Anyway, Nicole was wearing a don't-know-how-the-weather's-going-to-be-today-so-I-might-as-well-work-this outfit that she wore to the launching of her Winter Kate line in Bloomingdale's, which she really did work. I loved it. So I put together a collage of how to get the look. Of course I added a few things (the bag for instance, I used it in a previous look, but I find that bag so fab.. definitely a must-have. Anyway click here for prices and shops to get them from (most of it was from net-a-porter)

Valentine's Day is SO over!

Last night Im A'antar and I went to C&G to write letter to our future selves then went to the movies. If you haven't seen Valentine's Day.. consider yourself lucky. If you're single, you're going to hate the movie even more because with all its lameness, it still manages to get to you, which would then drive you crazy.. It's cheesy, it's boring, it's lame ridiculously predictable and in no way was there a single story (since it's around 10 stories that somehow intertwine) that was original. The movie theatre was almost empty, and for good reason. Julia Roberts acts for 6 minutes, and got paid 3 million dollars. And if anything, I think her 6 minute role was the most interesting and most amusing. But all in all what a disappointment! I was looking forward to watching it for its remarkable cast, even though the child in the movie was terrible. He's cute fine, but cute doesn't cut it. And that scrumptious Eric Dane (please see below and you'll know exactly what I'm talking about), where life got better when he showed up half naked, but the final result was slightly, heartbreaking?? Or Bradley Cooper's shots, was he hitting on Julia Roberts or wasn't he? One minute they're barely talking and then next they're playing Backgammon, the scene-cut was really confusing. Patrick Dempsey is a Doctor (shocking), really? And Taylor Swift, congratulations, you have managed to annoy the crap out of me (her role is to be annoying, but her hair looks so pretty you can't stop looking at it.. anyway.. back to the point..)Only two movies come to mind, Love Actually and He's Just Not That Into You, while Love Actually was kind of cute, I really can't make up my mind about the others. BUT, if you're in a certain mood, the sappiness of it all might.. MIGHT... get to you (not as in a nervous breakdown or anything, just craving the idea of love).

Panic Atttaaaaacccckkkkk....

Last night, I was too tired to even move, so, decided to stay home, watch a movie, play Buzz.. I just needed to unwind, so a friend came over, and I don't know why it crossed my mind, or what brought it up but I was wondering whatever happened to Kill Bill Vol. 3? We all know it's a trilogy, and fine David Carradine passed away last year, but still.. why is it taking so long? So I went online and checked out the date of release, and.. you ready for this?? *drum roll please* Kill Bill Vol. 3 will be released in 2014. Yes people 2014. My friend looked at me and 'ballashit': "Shoo 2014?!?!?! I'll be 30 then.. And when that day comes, I'm going to look at you and say, remember 4 years ago when I was at you house and we were talking about Kill Bill Vol. 3? Seems like yesterday doesn't it??" That's where I started laughing, and she sort of had a panic attack. 30! Wow! I think I'm having a panic attack right now. Yes it's too soon. but come on, it was just yesterday when I was celebrating my 21st birthday! Not really, but you get the point! Time is passing by really quickly, what do I have to show for it? What do you have to show for it? Are you, today, where you said you would be 4-5 years ago? Did you accomplish anything? Has there been an improvement since last year? Exactly one year ago February 16? Are you still in the same place? If so, then I ask you to join Im A'antar (my friend from last night) and myself, in writing letters to our future selves in 2014, when we turn 30. Yes people, Im A'antar and I decided that we are going to write letters to our future selves, hoping to be where we want to be. (work, career, family, marriage, love, children,change etc...) Good luck, and I'll keep you posted with those letters!

Tradition says Valentine's day is romantic..

Hello hello hellloooo... So it's the day after valentine's, and guess what? It was the best Valentine's day I've ever had. No, I didn't have a date, a secret admirer, I didn't even get a rose.. BUT.. This whole weekend was spent celebrating the Mukhi Sisters' birthdays. Yes two of the sisters' birthdays were a day apart. So it started on Friday and lasted till 2 a.m. last night. I need a week to recover. But I thank them for making my Valentines blues disappear. And by the way a lot of the people partying with us last night were engaged, married, or just dating, and I think there might have been a love match or two! So who said Valentine's has to be couples' night? For next year, to all you readers out there, try something different... have a night out with friends, it's so much more fun.. Good music, good company and lots of alcohol is the perfect remedy for anything!
This is what I've been listening to all weekend... Enjoy and Cheers!

The Pink Sheep is dead..

Yes the tragic news took the fashion world by surprise yesterday, when Fashion Designer and guru, Lee Alexander Mcqueen, was announced dead yesterday at the age of 40. Seems like he commited suicide. So selfish on his end don't you think? Yes he was devestated his mom had passed away a few days earlier, but where does that leave us? The fans? The students? The followers??? What would the skull lovers and fans do? (i.e. Candy floss and myself included). What would Lady Gaga do? This is tragic .. Really tragic.

The dramatic, theatrical and eccentric designers are 3 in this world (I'm referring to the great ones only, and Christian Lacroix, with all his greatness, unfortunately was a victim of the financial crisis) John Galliano, Jean Paul Gaultier and Alexander McQueen. Now that he's gone, there are only 2 left. The two Jean/John are quite old-ish, and yes they are Gods in their field, but really, Alex McQ was more wearable and appealed to women more, no? He was able to introduce a skull, something that's dead and ugly, something that implies danger and death, into the fashion world, as an aesthetic embellishment to any piece. Everyone else followed. And even today, no skulls can compare to McQueen's skulls, or his signature scarves that automatically became a must-have accessory. Before him, skulls were considered sort of a taboo. It used to put others off, and well, living in the Arab World, wearing skulls was a big no-no, accusations of being devil worshippers and such, is never fun(no I was never accused of being one and yes there have been those who were accused because of what they wore and such) But thanks to Mr. McQueen, that is a thing of the past. Now, skulls are merely a fashion statement.. A must.. Eye candy.. worn to adorn! Ooh I'm rhyming. I'm patenting that. Worn to Adorn! :)

Anyway, I know I was planning on doing the fashion collage post once a week, and I did it yesterday, but considering the circumstances, I decided to dedicate this to Mr. McQueen, entitled Skulls, Lips and London Hearts.