I am currently suffering from post-brunch sadness. Yesterday I went to Mina A’Salam brunch with my favourite Dubaians, for my friend Lydia’s Birthday. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks and now that it’s all over, I’ve got that sinking feeling, like bed time on Christmas day. Yes, yes I know, this quite sad, I’m really displaying my childish romanticism for good times. I’m not apologetic for it though, there is no way I would rather spend a Friday afternoon than with great people, stuffing our faces and abusing our livers.Read More »
The Dubai stone is a widely acknowledged phenomenon. I say phenomenon, but the cause of the Dubai stone is entirely known and undisputed, so in reality it is more of a cautionary tale – you arrive in Dubai, the food is delicious, every café, restaurant and coffee shop delivers to your doorstep, you eat a bucket load of food…you gain a stone. Signed, sealed, delivered.Read More »
Life in Dubai is surreal. In fact, surreal doesn’t even really touch on it. In this bizarre city the unusual and unexpected quickly become normal, everyday things. Lamborghini’s and Ferrari’s are common place, so much so that Jake barely points them out anymore. It’s more unusual here not to have a pair of Louboutin’s or a Mont Blanc watch than it is to be seen proudly flaunting them. Everyone on Facebook is constantly talking about Kylie Jenner’s lips, but when you see ten pairs of those collagen bad boys every day, it’s hard to join the hype.