I don't know exactly what's going on these days in Egypt, but I do know that enough time has passed that I can make jokes about it.
Here's the latest in a series of mini-posts we've been doing with one of our sponsors, on the things we've been talking about in the office this week.
I went out with my friend last weekend. We hadn’t seen each other in about six months, so it was a good opportunity to catch up and get a bit plastered.
However, I was shocked – SHOCKED I tell you - when she turned up sporting some rather flash green eye shadow. I wasn’t shocked because it looked bad – on the contrary, it was expertly applied and really suited her. I was shocked because she’s always gone for quite neutral make up (as do I), and, at 32 I just assumed she was a bit… past experimental cosmetic application.
Clearly I’m being ridiculous and just plain wrong, but it wouldn’t occur to me to whip out the blue mascara or a purple eye shadow of an evening. I just feel a bit like that sort of behaviour was the preserve of my teenage years and early ‘20s. I’m being an idiot, aren’t I?