Tag: dubai

To All the Girls I’ve Loved Before

The nucleus of expat never-never land which makes this life feel like a bowl of cherries is this — the girlfriend groups. Without the girlfriend group your kids wouldn’t have play dates, your husband’s wouldn’t have friends and your life would be just ho-hum.

Rosie the Riveting Coffee Drinker

This is the deal, the UAE cherry picks our intelligent and talented husbands. And with intelligent and talented husbands typically comes an intelligent and talented wife. It’s kind of a bookend deal but unfortunately, one of the bookends is kind of left hanging because the labor laws aren’t really designed for we expat wives.

Watch Your (bleep) Mouth!

“Can’t you just share whatever you want? Watch it go viral — however foul or nasty — however lewd or rude?”
You mean, like in other parts of the world, where neighbors are bashing neighbors and the news has gone amok, spewing whatever it takes to hike up their ratings as they leave nations in their wake believing in lies and promoting hate?

The Poop Plane

I am seriously addicted to seeing the red lipstick on the mouth of my flight hostess as she says, almost in dramatic slow-motion, Can — I —get— you —a —drink? Well, yes, you absolutely can get me a drink! I will take a flute of your finest so I can snap an obligatory boasting pic of me clinking my champagne glass with a filtered view of my nuts in a china bowl in the background.