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...They knew not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well.
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

-Byron

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Buzzer

I do not want to like you anymore.
Pathological. Yes a disease you are.
Tainted. I cant see too far.
A bad reflection.
Void. De(function).

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wishing: searching: spacing

...and then what?

I wait for excitement but it seldom comes my way or I put tabs on myself to close doors on it. It's been long since I was goal oriented. Fat loss doesn't account for Substantial Goal Achievement even if its herculean in degree of difficulty.

Miraculous Intervention are two words that ring in my head from time to time. I need it more than anything, so as to get a grip. So that I can pull the lever down and get moving.

I feel bonded and posessed. I dont know where I've disappeared. I am the happiest when I sing or when I'M WITH YOU.

But when you're gone or when I get conscious of a high note becoming too screechy, my smile fades. I am caught between what should've been and what should've never.And the tragic irony of it is- I am unaware of what exactly both these tail ends are!

I wish I could spend the rest of my life in the utopia inside my head. A life free of breathless ambition, fiscal worries, paranoia, unwarranted judgment, jealousy, angst, physical casualties, remorse, lies, cacophony, counterfeit compliments, insects, snobbery, materialistic lust, pollution, cheap lyrics, voyeurism, flu, flattery, chores, solitude and being perennially pushed over.

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Elie Saab! I love thee..

I was only 14 years old when I watched Halle Berry recieve her first Oscar. More than the feat accomplished (Monster was an awesome movie!), I was awestruck by the gown she wore. And 9 years later, that particular gown is still stuck in my head- A floral netted bodice attached to a satin-silk ruffled burgundy skirt. It was, and still is the best piece of garment I've ever seen.

Elie Saab was a name I wasn't familiar with, then; It was only a few months ago that I learnt of this Lebanese couturier, whose objet d' art was the much coveted gown.

Since then, I poured myself over everything that was Elie Saab. I love his garments solely because his sense of aesthetics appeal to my fancies (someday perhaps....*sigh*)

I've always been a sucker for romance. Be it movies or books. I love it even more when Romance translates itself in terms of fashion. Throw in a few laces of sensuality combined with artistic eccentricity and you make my day! Which is exactly why I love Saab. And what strikes me most, is that this man, unlike most other fashion geniuses, had no formal training whatsoever. All he did, was to "follow his heart" sincerely! And what came through is now widely accepted as modern luxury.

Be it in Beirut (where he first opened his atelier at the age of 18!) or in Milan, his takers are many- ranging from princesses to actresses. Saab's gowns are best described as having a "Middle Eastern detailing alongside a European sensibility".

Satins, silks, chiffons, chantilly lace, pearls, beadwork & crystals are some of the things one looks out for in an Elie Saab. Even his pret is no lesser feat in terms of luxury.

As I scan through the pictures his 2011 collection, I can only wish for a miraculous fiscal breakthrough, to acquire some of these that sit pretty on my wish list!