When I could hardly wait to become an adult
Because adults get to do cool things, right? we get to drive cars, we get to travel alone, we get to kiss strangers... and we get to make life changing decisions, by ourselves!! i remember the first time i asked my dad to let me drive, i was 5! he did what most of us would frown upon nowadays, he put me on his lap , and let me hold the steering wheel while he drove ever so slowly around in an empty parking lot. He did the same thing at 7 years ...and then finally let me be in the seat alone at 13. With him sitting beside me.
before you judge, Abu Dhabi wasn't as populated as it is now, most streets were always empty and anyway he never let me leave the empty parking lots he would choose for me. He wanted to make me happy, and boy did he do a great job. I couldn't wait till I was 18.
My first contact with red lipstick was at the age of 2 or 3, my mother's signature lip color was red, as I have mentioned many times before, so i saw it fit at that age to color my face and clothes with red lipstick. i also saw fit to continue my masterpiece and move on to the bed covers and mirrors. I don't know what i was thinking, i may have wanted to become my mother's lips? i cant say, because i don't remember. as i grew older id go to her every year and ask at least a dozen times, when can i wear red lipstick? she'd look at me and say ...habibti, you have your whole life ahead of you, don't rush it. And i would pout and get upset, because i was in a hurry to be beautiful. Like Mom.
My first crush was in kinder garden...too young perhaps? I seemed to spread love and kisses... where they did and didn't belong . Too much emotion for a kid. But i fell in love at 4 years old with a little boy who promised to marry me, buy me a horse and take me to America.... And i told my parents about it, and i was so seriously in love with him. He was my first crush, my first brush with love, and my first Innocent kiss. I knew we would be together forever.... well that didn't work out. My prince charming doesn't even call me, those movies lie.But i still see him around occasionally.
These days i love driving , but will not hesitate when i get a chance to be driven. I Love my red lipstick but i dont need it to define me as beautiful, I still fall in love ALOT. and quite often, and i honestly think that could be the best thing about me.
The young are in a hurry to be us, and we spend the rest of our lives looking for that childish innocence and happiness that some of us lose along the way. But have heart, it isn't lost, it has changed.
Love,
Fearless
before you judge, Abu Dhabi wasn't as populated as it is now, most streets were always empty and anyway he never let me leave the empty parking lots he would choose for me. He wanted to make me happy, and boy did he do a great job. I couldn't wait till I was 18.
My first contact with red lipstick was at the age of 2 or 3, my mother's signature lip color was red, as I have mentioned many times before, so i saw it fit at that age to color my face and clothes with red lipstick. i also saw fit to continue my masterpiece and move on to the bed covers and mirrors. I don't know what i was thinking, i may have wanted to become my mother's lips? i cant say, because i don't remember. as i grew older id go to her every year and ask at least a dozen times, when can i wear red lipstick? she'd look at me and say ...habibti, you have your whole life ahead of you, don't rush it. And i would pout and get upset, because i was in a hurry to be beautiful. Like Mom.
My first crush was in kinder garden...too young perhaps? I seemed to spread love and kisses... where they did and didn't belong . Too much emotion for a kid. But i fell in love at 4 years old with a little boy who promised to marry me, buy me a horse and take me to America.... And i told my parents about it, and i was so seriously in love with him. He was my first crush, my first brush with love, and my first Innocent kiss. I knew we would be together forever.... well that didn't work out. My prince charming doesn't even call me, those movies lie.But i still see him around occasionally.
These days i love driving , but will not hesitate when i get a chance to be driven. I Love my red lipstick but i dont need it to define me as beautiful, I still fall in love ALOT. and quite often, and i honestly think that could be the best thing about me.
The young are in a hurry to be us, and we spend the rest of our lives looking for that childish innocence and happiness that some of us lose along the way. But have heart, it isn't lost, it has changed.
Love,
Fearless
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