Recently, I was talking to a friend about feminism when she said something that made me feel sad. We were talking about clothes and make-up and she mentioned how the tension surrounding these subjects is probably not going to go away any time soon. I forget what my reply was, if any, but I didContinue reading “Rant: Clothes, beaches and how I’m apparently “the nerdy version of Paris Hilton””
Category Archives: Jordan
Monday Music: the If You Want Me, I’m Your Country edition
“I like the sweet life and the silence, but it’s the storm that I believe in.” I could launch into a long monologue about the Eternal Feminine right now, but I’m not going to subject you to that. It’s a beautiful, breezy Monday in Amman, I’m going to Ukraine at the end of the week,Continue reading “Monday Music: the If You Want Me, I’m Your Country edition”
Happy 4th of July, let’s break out the mansaf
… Or at least that’s what we did. Because we’re cool like that. Mansaf – Jordanian national dish. Comes with a sauce you can drink out of a glass, if you want. Which I did. Even in the heat. I wish I was home, though. Watching the fireworks. Few things better than fireworks on aContinue reading “Happy 4th of July, let’s break out the mansaf”
Possessed Business: Orange Jordan
The inspiration for this post can be traced back to Jad. Thanks, Jad! Dear Orange Jordan, I have had it with you. You’re like some bad boyfriend who takes my money but refuses to deliver on the important things in life, such as rubbing my feet, or, in your case, LETTING ME USE MY GODDAMNContinue reading “Possessed Business: Orange Jordan”
King’s Way: A bit of internal tourism through Jordan, complete with overblown simile
So this past weekend, as previously mentioned, Boyfriend and I decided to show my brother more of Jordan. Besides the already familiar sites that are Petra & Aqaba (we actually stayed at the Radisson at Tala Bay – which is pretty sweet – but drove into Aqaba for the evening), we wanted to drive downContinue reading “King’s Way: A bit of internal tourism through Jordan, complete with overblown simile”
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