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I LOVE their tangines!!!!! & the atmosphere is blessed.
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Morrocan Restaurants in Oman: Shaharazad @ Shang-ri-la
I LOVE their tangines!!!!! & the atmosphere is blessed.
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Bed-Head!
Because every fashionista's got a bed to match!
At the end of a day of classes or catching up with friends, returning to your personal space is always a relief. I know how it feels to walk into a room run amok - magazines everywhere, lampshade awry, bed sheets hanging over the frame of my bed, and only half of my wardrobe hung up where it's supposed to be - All evidence of a frazzled me who woke up an hour later than planned the night before.
It takes all the motivation i've ever known to get me to clean up after myself, so i've come up with a trick over the years; re-arranging furniture. I've heard it's a libra thing - not that I believe it- but rearranging your furniture is the equivalent of pressing the refresh button on your computer screen - immediate renewal.
Recently, I've found myself looking at furniture and bed sets, and I've found the perfect site with hundreds of options and a ton of eye candy; Bedroomfurniture.com (the link above).
A few of my favorites:
<3 HijabiFashionista
At the end of a day of classes or catching up with friends, returning to your personal space is always a relief. I know how it feels to walk into a room run amok - magazines everywhere, lampshade awry, bed sheets hanging over the frame of my bed, and only half of my wardrobe hung up where it's supposed to be - All evidence of a frazzled me who woke up an hour later than planned the night before.
It takes all the motivation i've ever known to get me to clean up after myself, so i've come up with a trick over the years; re-arranging furniture. I've heard it's a libra thing - not that I believe it- but rearranging your furniture is the equivalent of pressing the refresh button on your computer screen - immediate renewal.
Recently, I've found myself looking at furniture and bed sets, and I've found the perfect site with hundreds of options and a ton of eye candy; Bedroomfurniture.com (the link above).
A few of my favorites:
<3 HijabiFashionista
RANT I'VE ALWAYS MEANT TO MAKE: Not a Real Omani
This is a rant I've always wanted to make.
How come anytime an Omani (and you can prove he is an Omani, not an Indian or whatever) does something screwed up, another Omani will always: "well, he's not a real Omani." As if that will make it better.
I've had people imply to me that when I saw girls going to nigh clubs (Omani girls) it was because they were Zanzibari. They weren't, but hey. When I can prove that someone is not Zanzibari, say, like, they are from Sharqiyah/Sur, well, it is because they are Bedu. Or their ancestors mixed with Africans. Oooookaaaay, some of the bedu have been the nicest ever but what do you know? And skintone denotes nothing of societal behaviour (from an all-white town with gangsters and thugs that would be toted as educated British in Oman due to their accent and skintone by some, I LMAO at that.).
But you know what is EVEN MORE screwed up? If I CAN 100% prove the doer of wrong is Omani of Arab-Yemeni descent, like, in Nizwa back thousands of years, someone WILL STILL SAY to me, he's not a real Omani. His great great great great great great grandfather was only a maker-of-such-and-such and came from here.
A REAL Omani is a citizen of Oman. [OPNO is only Omani in her heart and soul], and real Omanis can do some pretty screwed up things too, so why don't you just apologize instead of saying they're mixed with slaves or lawatti or bedu or whatever.
I know I don't have to be sorry, but I am. I am sorry on behalf of my country. I am deeply, deeply ashamed of the silent racism in my country, which I never saw until I put on a headscarf, decided to dress modestly, and to say to hell with you to the racists, wore niqab. It RIPPED ME APART from THE INSIDE to see someone taunt a woman walking down the road by herself, threaten to rape her if she didn't take off her clothes (her face veil). Tell her she's ugly because she covers her hair. DEEPLY, FOREVER SCARRED WITH SHAME. Not afraid of that man, I would have spat on him and ripped his eyes out, for sure, if he tried to take from me my right to practice my beliefs. But ashamed of myself, because by a passport I am related to him. I may have been the woman told to "go back to her country" by some fool, but that fool is my brother in the nation, and so his actions make me ashamed. That shame is part of the reason I can't stand my own country anymore. When I see wrong in Oman, it does not cut me the same, because these people still don't accept me as "their people" though I love them in my heart more than they can imagine. The "real" Omani loves Oman and all the people in his/her country. Where they are from, doesn't make them "any less real" to him or her. Their actions affect the whole of the country, for better or worse. The "real" Omani, to me, is the one that realizes this, and act accordingly.
How come anytime an Omani (and you can prove he is an Omani, not an Indian or whatever) does something screwed up, another Omani will always: "well, he's not a real Omani." As if that will make it better.
I've had people imply to me that when I saw girls going to nigh clubs (Omani girls) it was because they were Zanzibari. They weren't, but hey. When I can prove that someone is not Zanzibari, say, like, they are from Sharqiyah/Sur, well, it is because they are Bedu. Or their ancestors mixed with Africans. Oooookaaaay, some of the bedu have been the nicest ever but what do you know? And skintone denotes nothing of societal behaviour (from an all-white town with gangsters and thugs that would be toted as educated British in Oman due to their accent and skintone by some, I LMAO at that.).
But you know what is EVEN MORE screwed up? If I CAN 100% prove the doer of wrong is Omani of Arab-Yemeni descent, like, in Nizwa back thousands of years, someone WILL STILL SAY to me, he's not a real Omani. His great great great great great great grandfather was only a maker-of-such-and-such and came from here.
A REAL Omani is a citizen of Oman. [OPNO is only Omani in her heart and soul], and real Omanis can do some pretty screwed up things too, so why don't you just apologize instead of saying they're mixed with slaves or lawatti or bedu or whatever.
In my country (the one I am a citizen of but abandoned because I love Oman more), when my people (same passport as me) threw boiling water on an Arab-looking woman in a headscarf, I felt shame, the deepest shame. I personally, before Islam, and definately after, would NEVER ever do such a thing or ALLOW another to do so. But still, I wanted to say sorry to the girl on behalf of my people, on behalf of my county. I didn't say, that idiot wasn't as [insert nationality] as me. I can say sorry.
And like Omani standards, when people refer to me, they usually refer to me as a "real [insert nationality]" from a "good family". I laugh at that. My people took the land from the natives, and yes, archeologically, remains indicate people were there before even them, and then the British took it back from us, and we integrated and built a Capital city, ect, ect, but none of that matters. None of that MAKES ME ANY MORE A [insert nationality] than a Chinese or Bangladeshi man who swore allegience to my country the same. (Less, actually, they swore allegience, and I was born expected to carry on that way. One means a hell of alot more).
As a Korean, far more [insert OPNO's nationality] than me once said to me in terms of the individual citizen and value of a Nation's population "It is one grain of rice tips the scale."
More Zanzibari Style
Hmmm, I BET you would mistake this for Oman, but... it is in AFRICA. Ha. Fooled you. More Zanzibari style.
For M, who makes the best (or at least, let's me drink the most) qhawa lol. & I love the colours.
RANT: I can't marry her in Islam because I slept with her
from the Shebab:OPNO and random nameless Shebab are discussing marriage (not TO EACHOTHER!!!). Shebab says to OPNO he's only loved one girl before, but he can't marry her.
"Oh no!" Goes OPNO mentally. What other retarded cultural Omani crap (high maher, not the right skintone, not the right tribe last name) was she about to encounter?
None.
Shebab: "I can't marry her, because I am Ibhadhi [sect of Islam] and our tasfeer [understanding of Qu'ran varrying from sect to sect] says that a man cannot marry a woman he's slept with before marriage."
OPNO looks confused, but she knows exactly which part of the Qu'ran that tasfeer could come from.
"OPNO: "Because the Qu'ran says the "pure men are for the pure women and the pure women for the pure men?"
Shebab: "Exactly."
OPNO: [raising one eyebrow]. "Who are you going to marry then? A virgin?! Or some chick your friends have slept with already? I may be Sunni, but that verse is kind of obvious. That means YOU (definately not pure dude) can only marry a woman same as you. Um, the girl you loved? She'd BE that. Anyways, why do you think the ROP sometimes "force" couples caught fooling around into marriage anyways?"
Shebab looks at OPNO and wished her the best (or better) in her love life, and absorbs her thought, as strange as it is.
I don't know about the other Muslims out there, but this is strange one to me. Since I am not Ibadhi, what is a man supposed to do who had premarital sex (besides be flogged)? The Qu'ran does not allow him a virgin, and this interpretation allows him not even the girl he slept with, so is he supposed to marry a girl someone ELSE slept with, and the girl LIKEWISE? Sounds stupid to me. Sorry. Explain it if I got it wrong.
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