Open mindedness & disrespect; women draw that line.

Disclaimer: In no way this post is intended to a specific person. So if you feel targeted, take a chill pill sweetheart and ask yourself, why you do feel I’m addressing you? Thank you! 

In Lebanon, every woman considers herself from the highly esteemed ‘haute société’ however forgets to behave as such in society. We have said it many times, ‘l’habit ne fait pas le moine’ (the cloths do not make the man) but alas such expression reaches the deaf ears of Miss Louboutin, Mrs GuccixRandomLebaneseFashionDesigner and the lot of them.

However I am not here to judge your cloths, they are gorgeous, but your attitude? Nay Nay/ Abort. Who am I to judge? Well I am a very concerned citizen (and yes I come from a highly respected family-the real deal B), a woman who is alarmed by the high rise of disrespectful, vulgar and ugly women inside and out elevating in social circles and being given credit and respected for doing nothing at all. Well technically, not nothing at all, #BlessedForSugarDaddy’s helping wallet in accessing the right circles…

On the other hand, let’s forget the aesthetic and focus on personality.

I personally believe that any form of (well brought up/good family *hint hint) personality overshadows materialistic cloth. I will give you credit. Ok. Fine. However, surprise surprise. I wish I left you at Prada and never let you open your mouth. Looks like being liberal and open minded has led you to another complete stratosphere.

I have come to notice that, as of late, women are being tacky and petty in the name of ‘being liberals and open minded’. I have nothing against these two features, however etiquette should be brought into the equation. A well brought up woman (so she says whenever she wants to address her family roots in public) should not turn into a loud mouth babbler whenever she wants to make a public statement. Ranting is good. Being moderate is even better. However ranting on anything and everything is just not making a point. It is being a vulgar psycho socially. Take a chill pill babe.

For crying out loud, what happened to women being poise in society? What happened to brilliant minds? All I see is them being overshadowed by loud mouths? What happened to tackling a problem or making a point in a polite way? Diplomacy anyone?

What happened to Lebanese women raising the standard high? Yes there are very successful women out there. And yes many of them come from neat background, however shouldn’t we start giving credit and elevating these successful minds up the bar instead of those trolls parading on and offline?

Again I am not against the concept of being liberal and open minded, however I am for tact and a woman behaving like one.

Draw that line. Please.

xo

 

What they omit telling you about Lebanon.

They love to brag about everything that is cliche about the country; the beach, the snow, the different sects living within, the rooftop parties, and blablabla…. but most importantly they omit to describe to you the truth.

The truth that every Lebanese knows about his 10452m2 heaven on earth but dare not say and sometimes shuns away from.

Bullet pointed below are few of these points based on reality fact checks:

  • First of all, and most importantly for anyone coming from abroad, the country stinks. Yes it stinks. If you do not believe me, please do travel for a few months, come back and tell me what hits you first thing you set foot outside the airport. A lousy stench. That’s what slaps your nostrils in the face.
  • Second of all, we all agree that Lebanon is no longer the Switzerland of the Middle East. Neither, can we be all high and mighty by thinking that we are better than the UAE. We are not. We are by far, worse than any of the Arab countries we so love to look down on. Take a mere example of how they abide by their rules (ex:transportation/road system/labor) and societal norms, while we live like pigs by disrespecting the law every chance we get or bending the rules to suit our livelihood and further trashing our already (literally) trashed country by throwing tissue out of our car.
  • The social rules and regulation set aside, this country is not only polluted, its citizen lacks hygiene. By the latter, I mean you cannot walk down the street without stumbling on dog poop. You just cannot have an enjoyable walk because you are too busy staring at the ground. To all dog owners out there who do not clean up behind their four legged furs I have one thing to say: I hope you slide and fall on dog poop next time you are out with ‘Vanilla’ / ‘Vodka’ (yes, because c’est pas cool de donner un nom commun a son chien-chien ).
  • Men are pig? Yeah maybe.. but Arab men are far worse. There is an alarming frustration /sexual tension among men from this part of the world. I think all women living in Lebanon will agree with me that one cannot go out in public wearing as she pleases without being harassed. Before you jump down my throat, I am not talking to the fashionistas who wear their mini shorts and parade from one place to another in their cars hence cannot be subjected to such degrading behavior. I am talking about women who prefer to walk their way around like me and although wearing your basic jeans and t-shirt or knee length shorts are subjected to ogling eyes and orgasmic interjections from men (young/old alike). Do not tell me you haven’t witnessed slow moving cars and the generosity of drivers letting you cross the street while their eyes focusing on your Bs (boobs & butts ladies!).
  • I think one thing that I have not, till this day, understood, is the popularity of the New Range. Range Rover, New Range, whatever the name and model, I think you visualized the car. Lebanese love this car. No wait. They worship this car. This mean of transportation equals status, class and wealth. Oh how I would love to slap some sense into this visual cliche. This car might be worth 150,000$ when bought the latest year of production, full option and brought from the nest (Europe), however I have seen so many buying them second (if not third) hand from car dealerships and on installment (end price say 25,000$) just so they can parade on the ill-made roads of the city. Still acting like a snob because of your vehicle? Well think again, my mechanic (with all due respect) has just bought his NR and I am pretty sure he is not as wealthy as he wants to show / be. Your car is so overrated!
  • Open minded? Free? No we are not open minded. Nor are we free. We like to show that we are. Thank God we are not oppressed like the citizens of the KSA. But we are not open minded nor are we free to act as we please. If its not the stone age laws that sets us back, it is the social norm/ mentality that does.

I don’t know about you but a caricatural image of a sort has formed in my mind when re-reading this post. I am not trying to mock the country. I am simply stating facts and the truth of every day real life in Middle Eastern Lebanon.

Tell me you haven’t felt, witnessed and thought about the above mentioned points.

Be honest.

xo

 

Why I am done with Lebanon for good.

Disclaimer: This post is my ever frank opinion of what I have left behind in Lebanon. An honest direct post I did not intend to write in a politically correct tone, for once. 

It is no secret that I am not fond of Lebanon. No wait let me start again. It is no secret that I hate Lebanon and everything that is related to its population and way of life. Ever since we moved back to Beirut in 1993 (from Montreal) my relationship with this Middle eastern country went from hectic to down right estrangement. Earlier this year, I decided that it was high time to leave everything and everyone behind and move back to my adoptive country. A very tough decision, tough not because I am going to leave everyone behind (those who know me know that I don’t give a flying fuck about anyone) tough because it is a huge irrevocable step once you set foot abroad, as I have a few days ago.

For the 23 years I lived in Beirut, rare are the memories that I cherish and hang on to. Why did it take me 23 years to take my decision to go back to Canada? personal matters. Now that I am settling back, I want to share with you few of the points that I am sure many of you relate to and that led me move back and enjoy North America very much these last couple of days. The points that I am about to share are more related to a human level than any of the usual rants people direct towards politics.

1- It’s mind blowing how every single Lebanese thinks he/she is God sent on earth. I have never seen a snobbish society as a whole. Its as if every single person became amnesic all of a sudden and woke up with a silver spoon in his/her mouth (in his/her mid twenties+). We tend to notice clones of women at any given event, at the mall (yeah plastic surgeons have all graduated from the same medical establishment abroad) yet at a closer look, we realize that their personalities is much worse defective than their face. Have you ever seen a Lebanese smiling at one another? Even in front of their cameras their (siliconed) lips are pouting and their faces ever so bored and high mighty. To be honest, I so many times wanted to bitch slap (verbally) snobbish friends back to their village, reminding them of their farming ancestors every time they tended to act superior when in public. I mean, fuck you bitch, if it weren’t for your dad slaving away in Saudi Arabia, and sending you a monthly salary (age 30+) you wouldn’t have dreamt eating at newly opened fine dining restaurants and mocking/yelling out orders to the staff and rolling your eyes at a passerby. And let’s not start with the employee with a 1000$ salary (tops) behaving as if she made 3000$+ parading & glowing with her signature outfit & attitude.

2- Let’s shift to the employment sector. It is simple, if you don’t have a “wasta” (its funny how that word auto-corrects itself to ‘waste’ whenever I type it) you are a nobody and you will never achieve your potential in Lebanon. And if you are under valued, all you need to do is master the open split and you will get to places. Higher places. Yes why are you looking at me like this? I have always said that among the people that easily succeed in Lebanon is the whore. The Lebanese whore is the all of a sudden successful female thrown in society and very much respected by her peers (for her position..). Men wanna fuck her (which she will hand fully pick depending on her future ambition) and women wanna befriend her (for the new alliances and doors she will be opening to them). The worse part of all this scenario is that the ambition and status of this woman is shallow and irrelevant to the big picture which is life. Many of these people find solace in social media with thousands of fake followers to give them the much needed boost to their fragile self confidence and ugly stature and personality. You wanna know what is pitiful for employees with wasta? Some mothers go to the extreme of whoring themselves or make big donations so as to ensure their children’s future at X and Y organizations. (true story).

3-Friends? What friends? this terminology is over-rated. Alliances yes. Friendship no. Over the years, I realized that I was surrounded by shallow hypocrites who secretly awaited my downfall in work as well as my relationship status. Hence the drastic cut of my ‘friends’ list. From one day to the other, best friends became strangers. I look around me and rare are the relationships that I define as friendship among the people that I know. Everyone is in constant competition with one another. Gatherings are occurred so as to fill social media pages with (fake) fun and a bubbly way of life. Of course, everyone is a hedonist whether they can afford the lifestyle or not (thank you Lebanese banks for the loans). Conversations are superficial and revolve solely around the fashion designers to be, the events that were launched, the dresses that were worn and the ‘celebrities’ that are popping like chicken pox. If you do not relate to this ever growing shallow society, then you tend to find yourself the odd one out and castrated. I do not tend to make an effort to anything that does not interest me nor would be an added value to my life. And by being that person, I, thankfully, realized who is the real friend that stood by me and I continued to genuinely enjoy his/her presence in my everyday life. Those that lingered away so as to establish themselves within this fake surrounding (knowingly aware of my adamant stand against) granted me the gift of discovering the meaning of true friendship. Here I take a moment to thank Meena, Angie and Rony for being the best friends one can ever wish for. The rest of you can go fuck yourselves.

4- The clash between life abroad and in Lebanon, I discovered when I went to pursue my studies in London. There I met genuine, caring and interesting people. People from around the world, from different culture and upbringing that further assured me of one important thing; my non-belongingness to the Middle East. Men respect their women when out and about. They are cultured and interested by you and not only your boobs and loubs. They are fine gentlemen. The women have intellectual discussions and gatherings revolve in open spaces, museums, walking, canoeing and taking pictures in which one can witness the big smile on their faces. Dates are respected and not cancelled at the last moment, or worse dismissed without any advance notice. To those who continue giving a self important image of themselves by not notifying a cancellation in appointment, I do not wanna say anything to them; their pitiful stand is more than enough.

Unfortunately, Lebanon proved to me a haven for the hypocrite, the fake, the whore, the loser and the self proclaimed celebrity.

In Lebanon, I did not find myself. I only found jealousy mastered at a professional level. I only found myself being judged and labelled. I found myself in professional situations where my family name played a role leading me in handing  my resignation letter. The honest hard working person is not appreciated. The liar and the whore is King/Queen.

I am thankful that as a Canadian citizen I am going to be able to fulfill my dreams with my own potential and certificates at hand. I am thankful that Canada is far away from the Middle East. And I am thankful that I have my family and best friends next to me forever no matter the distance.

xo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reverie On the Vine; The Mukhi Sisters

Tuesday the 10th of May 2016, 5pm sharp, a date to remember. The much anticipated new collection of famous Lebanese/Indian jewelry designers, the Mukhi Sisters, was launched at their boutique in Beirut Souks, downtown Beirut.

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For the last ten days, social media was buzzing with pictures of the campaign. The three talented sisters along side creative director Laurent Saad, photographer Elie Rezkallah, make-up artist, Ivanna Salameh and production team Plastik Studios paved way to one of the most eye-catching artistic creation for fine jewelry of all time.

According to PR &Sales Manager Meena Mukhi, “hard work and team spirit and ambition pays off”. I was mostly intrigued behind the inspiration that led to such creative pieces and when inquiring about that, Meena enfolded the story behind “Reverie on the Vine”.

“The collection celebrates the beauty of Nature, capturing shades of colour and energy of sunsets. It is about noticing what is overlooked , appreciating the tiny details and the glory of simplicity. It is about revisiting patterns and shapes, awakening to stillness and tranquility while sensing the rawness and wild intrigue. Reverie on the Vine is about experiencing lush amazement. The collection evolves with the changing seasons. Matt yellow, gold, vibrant colors, rich greens, mirrors that reflect the soul, pearls for a touch of contrast (leaves, flowers..) combine to make earrings, pendants, hair buckles, and other items of full character.”

And where did the sisters get their inspiration from? Simply in nature, specifically while hiking and exploring the mountainous areas of their home country, Lebanon. A collection of this grandeur does not emerge over night. The process took over one year and with patience, dedication and hard work, Reverie on the Vine saw light yesterday to the public.

A launch that attracted many fashion lovers, digital influencers, and simply loyal friends who have been following Maya, Meena and Zeenat for five years since they ever set shop in Beirut Souks. A launch that buzzed the Jewelry Souks with vibrant, stylish and ever down to earth crowd with one thing in common; the belief in and love for the Mukhi Sisters.

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Congrats my beautiful friends!!!

ps: #CharliAtTheSouks surely was the proudest of all 😉

Lebanese Bitches Be Like.

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Lebanese women you might have been voted one of the most beautiful species in the world thanks to your mediterranean roots (and your  surgeon) however most of you come with that bitchy attitude plastered on your forehead  like a necessary tag price.

I find it hard to find one or two gorgeous creatures INSIDE out. There might be humble personalities along with all that plastic out there but tell me what are the odds of that?

Lebanese Bitches are those who do not have any positive support system towards their girlfriends, (close or not), who do not respect female sisterhood ethics system and most importantly who will crush any woman standing along their path and goals.

I have been blessed after all those passing years and the ups and downs I faced with my girl friends (who have exited my life) to have surrounded myself with hard working women who empower each other and share the same vision and support system towards one another.

Girls like that are hard to find and once established a strong bond with, advised to hold strongly and dearly to the heart.

The following are three of the Lebanese typical bitches that roam our society and all of you should be aware of;

  • The hidden jealous types; those are the ones who will never ever acknowledge to you straight to your face and in the open their true feelings towards anything and everything you do. They will advise you bad styling advice and wrong comforting words about your relationship status (break ups/hook- ups and crushes).
  • The competitive ones; those will envy your ambition, your drive and your passion towards your projects/jobs and prospective plans. Word of advice: Never share everything with anyone.
  • The breakers; those are the worse you can ever possibly bump into. They do not want you to be happy. They will do the impossible to break up your couple/marriage if they have set their eyes on your man. Being the mistress for them in these situations is not a shame even if it means that everyone knows that the man they are after is using them for sex only.

I have only listed the above mentioned characteristics that sum up perfectly each and every biatch that crosses our path.

The New Year is -1 Day and I am sure all of you have set your priorities straight for what is to come in 2016. Whether you are planning your next project, relocating to a fresh start, stepping up in your relationship status, just take a moment and ponder if you have or suspect having a certain girl friend that fits the above. If you do, then delete her from your life. They might be charming to your face and rightfully by your side now but you never know when that bomb will finally tick off.

Till then I wish each and every one of you a Happy New Year 2016 blessed with love, health and success.

D-1 unfolding the Madness & Magic in Me & You.

xo

 

 

 

Lebanese Society at its Best- Happy ‘In’dependence Day!

When I say that I love my country, I only want to make sure that you understand that I am only including the natural sceneries, the mild weather, the friends that make it bearable to live in and THATS IT. That aside, I do not appreciate what Lebanon is turning into, going from being the Paris of the Middle East to a state lived by a back warded mentality of selfish goons.

What makes a country is its citizens. Lebanese citizens are ambiguous & ridiculous at best. They long for a certain lifestyle yet implement another traditional mindset in their everyday action. The following are a few of the type of Lebanese that I have encountered within my surrounding that either make or break Lebanon. Honestly they mostly break it, but thats for you to judge.

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1- The 5% billionaires.

I know what you are going to say. Those are the people that have built businesses and own multinational enterprises, hiring as much as 50+ employees and hence providing indirectly to many families. Yet those are the people that would care less about what is affecting civil society in general. Its another thing if it were to hit their wellbeing or bank accounts. How many of you have encountered young adults from these families who only cared for their latest purchases, whether its the latest car or bag, rather than society’s uproar against governmental corruption or the garbage crisis? Those are the people that live by the slogan of “joie de vivre” whenever there is an explosion and innocent lives are shattered or protests and roads are closed, leaving them clustered at home. Their motto is to continue with their night outs trying to convince everyone that no one should let factors out of their reach affect their lives. Their motto is to “be strong and show them perpetrators that they will not let anything affect my social life”. Offsprings from such families are a disgrace for the future of the country as they portray a shallow image of the population at large.

2- The “bullshitters” 

The funny part is that those are the ones that constantly nag about the corrupt aspect of the government, the raising prices of just anything (food, clothing, outing), the implementation of a traffic law with exorbitant fines and the garbage infested streets since the unresolved garbage crisis. However those are the ones that will continue voting for the same leaders if they had the chance (see the parliament has adopted anew trend of re-electing itself any chance given), will continue getting loans for unnecessary purchases, will almost break the traffic law on a daily basis by double parking or not wearing a seatbelt and disregard the recycling campaigns because they cannot be bothered sorting out their trash in different compartments.

3- The “victims”

Those are the citizens that are stuck with this system. They are; owners of small shops, governmental employees, fresh graduates stuck with passionless jobs. Whichever their status in the workforce, they all share a similar point; they can not wake up one day and just call it quits. They are stuck with their position or businesses because they do do not have a better opportunity elsewhere in the market, better yet abroad. They are victims because, contrary to the sharks managing their state of affairs, they cannot come down to “playing it dirty” to get their way. Three words; they have morals. Trust me when I say that those are the ones that go through shit loads of pain and challenges just so that they can survive daily in this country. Apart from their upbeat morale, you will come to notice that this category of people is the nicest and genuine of them all, selfless and generous despite their limited means.

 

To be honest with you there are many people who make or break a country. Concerning my city, I have come up with the above mentioned general types without being too specific, leaving you, my readers, to brainstorm and remember people from your own encounters. Within each category, I am sure a face (if not several) popped instantly. I don’t know about you, but living among people who careless about society in general (vs their own pockets) and others who have become way too deeply nonchalant about the future of their current hometowns, made me after years of my return to Lebanon three steps further into returning to my civilized adoptive country. Am I less patriotic? yes I am. I have come to terms with judgmental opinions and cliche snaps about Lebanon. Few are those who are fighting for the well being of their country. Fewer are following them every passing months. As long as the citizens established in this city do not make a simple effort (let’s take an obvious example here) of ‘abiding by a traffic law’ without hiding behind the matter of fact statement ‘there are still bribes going on so why give the government pleasure of filling its pockets’, major changes will not settle into their mindset.

Not now. Not ever.

Maybe their grandchildren’s three generation down the road will…

But again I doubt….

Happy ‘In’dependence Day everyone!

 

My 1st Day driving under the New Traffic Law.

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Today is an important day in the modern History of Lebanon.

Today is the day that comes to effect the long awaited Traffic Law.

Unlike any civilized country in the region, we waited till the year 2015 so as to enforce strict basic regulations of the transport system.

As I have been blessed with a lot of luck throughout my life, today is the day that I have innumerable errands from one part of the city to the other.

While I was waiting for the slow elevator, my mind was rushing a million; did my car abide by the safety rules?

I came to realize that I took for granted minor details; the presence of the fire extinguisher, which I remember the car dealer pointed its presence somewhere (yet I couldn’t find of all day today), my spare wheel being flat (thats what happens when you delay important stuff for for never ending ‘tomorrows’) and the triangular sign which warns drivers that your car isn’t working at this moment (till this day I thought that sign, which most of second hand car dealers strap on top of their cars, meant for sale) was in the compartment under the flat tire. Don’t ask!

It is under such circumstances and the state of mind it ensues that I drove to my first destination. Traffic was slow. I figured people are scared of driving today. The number of police men had increased at intersection and main roads. On a red light, they were walking between the cars. I did not realize they were handing out pamphlets until one of them reached me. For a split second I thought there was a control and I was to be handed my first fine. Since I was wearing all black, the officer didn’t see my seatbelt on so in a very low voice he whispered to me “put your seatbelt on”. I was dubious at his kind gesture and showed him how buckled up I was. He was kind, don’t you think?

That was my only alteration. However I was mostly surprised and shocked at the law- abiding citizens that my country holds:

First of all, for the first time in Lebanese Social History, cab drivers were wearing their seatbelt.

Second of all, motorcycles were waiting the red light to drive away.

Thirdly, honking was not heard the whole three hours I was on the road.

Fourthly, people were waiting in queue and not trying to infiltrate in front of you through a second line.

And for the first time in my life I thought, there is hope. Lebanese people can abide by the rules when facing harsh sanctions for breaking the law. Now of course, there was a couple of cars in the downtown area who had double parked. These cars belonged to the politicians who, I heard, were having some sort of a parliamentary session. As you may know , for security reasons obviously (….), I couldn’t snap a picture.

I got home safe and sound awaiting for my second round of roaming the streets of Beirut. However, first thing on my agenda tomorrow, get that tire fixed and find the damn fire extinguisher!

Have a safe drive everyone and mark this day down your calendar.

Lebanon is adapting to the civilized world.

xo