Beyond that, I suppose I can look at it from the bright side, it is forcing me to write.
|Photo taken from Muscat Fashion week's facebook page. Because my photos suck.|
|Photo taken from Muscat Fashion Week's facebook page.|
As I followed behind in their Louboutin-encased-footsteps, not a soul asked to anyone's invites, and we were left to mingle in the pink air. I looked for Omani fashion-blogger Shurooq Al Haremi, but didn't find her.
|What the Riyam Park site looks like before night descends, note the minimal white and silver colour-scheme. Photo taken from Muscat Fashion week's facebook page.|
The Muscat Fashion week pre-show consists of mingling, and appetizers. I took a glass of fresh watermelon juice off a tray, and began searching the sea of faces for those familiar, wandering across the room minimally clad with silver and white cushions pressed against white everything else and bathed in tones of rose and fuschia.
I am not one of those people who minds being alone. It allows me to think and observe.