To Adventures

I know this has definitely been an overdue one from my side but I figure since we're still in January I can blow best wish kisses to all of you for a really adventurous year ahead.

I have a feeling this year will bring so much to everyone...with all thats happening in the world and within our own lives the past year...its brought a new determination to live it up and see those goals and dreams actually materialize, so Im confident that most of us will be in this mindframe throughout the year...Im glad because its optimism at a time when we need to rebel against the depression that constantly chases after us..one thing that resonated within me with such a profound effect a few months ago was hearing that phrase repeated with conviction during Obamas winning speech...Yes we can.

On a global level we are sick of the endless tirades of wars against each other and amongst ourselves...the new sense of urgency that has emerged urging us to seek peace now more than ever before is definitely a determination to fight back the chaos in a world absolutely fed up with the past 8 years of politics from the deranged Bush administration and the disgusting behaviour of Israel currently. Its moving to see change occuring and gaining momentum slowly but surely and our generation is definitely one thats not ready to put up with any more.

On a personal level its all about pushing boundaries in ways that we've never experienced before..right over the edge.

I know that Im definitely in for some great surprises this year.

So heres to a good year ahead full of the unknown..adventures and new thrills x

Signing Off

Its been one hell of a long year...it passed as quick as it came...seasons merged together in the blink of an eye since last winter and we're almost there again once more. On a deeper level I've reached the end of an era and the begining of new chapters in my life...Im so excited I wouldn't have changed anything for the world..its true..God has a plan for everyone, we think we know what we want but little do we know what fate has in store for us..Im glad I kept my new years resolution of not making any plans and keeping open to life because it was so worth it.

Its time for me to go away very soon...in a strange way its like going back home and Im looking forward very much so to it...I cant wait to greet winter with open arms and I cross my fingers that this year it snows whilst Im there...the sky is the limit....I hope I can try to update because I'm also taking these few months as a breather to challenge myself and center my focus on my priorities.

I will however update my player soon with loads of my fave tracks to keep you company until I return.

In advance I extend wishes for a 3eid Mbarak...a spooky Halloween...another 3id mbarak...a sexy happy New Year filled with bubbles laughter and new wishes...and a mushy Valentines day all sprinkled in a flute of pinkbubbly with lots of love from me...your PC xxx

Kel 3am winto b5air

Embarak 3alaikm el shahar...Best wishes for a peaceful month filled with love and prayers xx

Melody

Sweet dreams for a very starry night...
For the insomniacs who are awake for whatever reason...a soothing lullaby to calm your senses and let your thoughts take you to your late night place xx

Reflections

This movie always makes me smile...and this song is just old school happiness for me.



My utterly favourite thing about life is that you'll never know what tomorrow brings.
Once in a while you come across a mirror held to your face when you least expect it and allows you look back into a reflection of who you see with lost forgotten remnants of who you used to be...
Once in a while something comes along that inspires you in more ways than one...centers you and lets you just be..
Although I've been busy with calls at work which is why I havent updated in a while, floating is how I would describe myself these last couple of weeks...in a fast paced world where everything happens in a blink of an eye...where so much of us live for ourselves...a breath of fresh air blows through that takes you back to a slower time, another you...and all of a sudden I realized what the problem was...Just like that, I had simply forgotten.
I forgot how to really pay attention to others...I forgot how to focus on all the positive blessings in my life...I forgot how to empathize and how to not make it all about me...I forgot that sometimes being in control is not always a good thing...a little flexibility goes a long way...and I forgot above everything that in genuine people true humility shines through creating a stronger presence than I could ever have imagined.
Im ecstatic and thankful at the same time for the reminder...I thought nothing could surprise me by now but Im constantly surprised, and in a really good way...Sometimes when you least expect it...a sudden bend in the road brings back beautiful memories of goodness and happiness and optimism....relishes us to suddenly be inspired and motivated once more and comforts us with the knowledge that honestly...no matter what we are going through...everything really will be alright.

So heres to the bubbly twists and turns of life that take us to better places..I wish you all well xx

Take A Walk To The Dark Side

I love the dark side, maybe thats why I get a kick out of fall/winter every year...days reduce to a few hours and nights stretch languidly across the world...fashion is free spirited, inspired by darkness, not bound by weather or practicality...I can layer on as much as I want or walk around in strappy heels happily...either way...textures are richer...colours smoulder...and the world is suddenly grown up and glamorous after the carefree frolic of a summer gone by.
Ive been inspired by quite a few things recently in putting together my key pieces for the upcoming season....old Hollywood glamour is paid homage to by designers all across the runways...in an act of rebellion towards the recession and credit crunch hitting the world, the creative world has decided to proact by behaving as one treats a tiresome child..not batting an eye and being in an oblivion to the persistant political insurgent angst that has been going on in the world over the past couple of years casting a depressing shadow over the stratosphere...and rightly so.
The majority of us need a creative outlet to vent and express our dissatisfaction at the daily mundane things we face and I believe most women would rather be damned than allow that to affect their sense of aesthetic.
The fashion world has always been affected by politics, recently since the begining of last century when most ateliers had to close down during the world war only to give rise afterwards to a new kind of fashion...haute couture was replaced by the swinging sixties and psychedelic flower children that emerged from the opposition of the vietnam war at the time and a new ode to peace, with the begining of the sexual revolution that lead to the rock and roll era of the 70's that brimmed with Andy Warhols and Led Zepplins, fashion ventured in a new direction wrapped up in an international glamour and sophistication like one wraps a plush mink around herself, denoted and modelled by women of the Studio 54 era, including the usually straightlaced Jacqueline Kennedy.
I feel this time around, history repeats itself...I look at the plushness of textures, Halstons liquid silk jersey fabrics and Lanvins decadence. Sensuous colours...jet black reigns once more (to my utmost glee) igniting a dark romance in the air, majestic deep purples, neutrals of grey...cream and coffee with splashes of teal, turquoise and bold reds. Sillhouettes and cuts appealing to different women...biased cuts and drapes over the body in casual nonchalance, or wide legged pants and form fitting tops with lots of belts and chunky jewellery...sometimes resistance gives way to creative genius.

Makeup goes uberglam as well with Lancome releasing their first vibrating mascara wand Oscillation (Im a bit dubious about this one) and Chanel sending out the most delicious smoky eye makeup range to add sultriness to the combination.

Until then do something utterly decadent tonight..Im going to light me some gardenia candles..play Adele's 'Fool that I am' on repeat and send a glass of pink bubbly wishes your way.

Sleep tight xx

Sweet Dreams

I finally managed to drag myself out of bed after a long and really quiet night at the hospital...its really funny being on call because youre always alert and expecting something or the other to happen and sometimes it'll be one of those nights where nothing goes other than the occasional small happenings that as a physician you'll just have to face...I go to my room and pass out only to hear the phone shrill in my ear with the nurses' equally annoying high pitched voice telling me that a patient is having a tantrum and threatening to go downstairs to the ER if a doctor wont see him...his problem? Hes a minor surgical case with a psychiatric history and wants morphine..at 3:00 a.m

I refuse and tell her instead to give him a good shot of a painkiller and to encourage him to sleep.

4:30 a.m, the delightful phone shrieks again and the same patient insists the shot was useless. I up the dose with one more shot after sleepily considering his body weight and request her to tell him that maybe if he stopped pacing down the corridors and relaxed he could get some much needed shut eye.

5:15 a.m, I just managed to go into the begining of a dreamless sleep when I hear the phone once more ringing vibrating and blinking frantically lighting up the whole ceiling and in turn waking me...I pick up.."Doctor he wants morphine."

Honestly there was only one way to ease this guy out of his insistent mental state...medically and surgically he was perfectly stable...he'd been marching up and down the corridors all day for the past 14 hours with talk of being bored with nothing to do..."Nurse please give him some lexotanil 1.5mg and let him rest"

"We dont have that in stock here right now can you come down here and write an order for the inpatient pharmacist?"

I pause...the thought of getting up, changing back into my since-6:30 a.m-day-worn clothes and squeezing my aching feet back into my shoes to stumble halfway across the hospital, made me cringe...it didnt help as I suddenly recalled that Id have to get up earlier to run down to my car and pick up my change of clothes in the morning before the meeting.

I decided to forgo both.

"Sister what do you have?"

"Valium"

Bleh.

"I prefer xanax .25 or.5mg"

"Sorry doctor we dont have either"... No can do.

I sighed.

"Valium it is, Sister..2mg"

"Sorry again doctor we only have 5mg up here"

"God anything,anything Sister"...anything to knock him out and me out of my misery.

6:50 a.m, Im standing with the other residents in a total daze...racoon eyes...brain dead and feet in sheer agony from being in my flats all day...I dream of bubble baths and fresh sheets.

10:34 a.m, Im at home and I.just.cant.sleep...I resign myself to the fact that it'll happen tonight.

The bright side? Its gonna be a loong weekend...my face breaks into a smile and I ask for some coffee.

Might as well enjoy it from now.

xx