3eed with AbdulMajeed

I can't believe Ramadan is finally over. It took me a while to actually absorb this fact and realize that life does actually go on once it is over! For a while I was having my doubts!

This Eid, I decided that I was going to celebrate it in some way that I can remember it i.e. to be able to remember it as the year I did this, whatever this may be! With that in mind, I decided to go with my family and friends and attend the Abdul Majeed Abdulla concert at the Sheraton.

With a3ab taking her kids to the park and seeing that side of Kuwait, Commercial Delight meeting up with relatives she hardly knew, I figured this other side of Kuwait was worth checking out.

Tickets were being sold for KD 100, KD 80, KD 60 and KD 40! I couldn't believe it but then again...desperate times called for desperate measures. If people were limited for choices, the business people took advantage. Typical!

Frankly, I do love Abdulmajeed but KD100 was ridiculous so we ended up going for the KD 60 which was still ridiculous but then again I wanted that something special so what the hell.

I started getting ready early. I knew such an event would require the extra make up to be part of the norm. I'm not an eyeshadow person but I enjoy being a chameleon and if the crowd was going to paint their faces tonight so was I! Besides, all those MAC and Bobby Brown products had to be used sometime!

Coming from a family that is always on time, we naturally arrived way too early! The ticket said 9:30 and we walked in at 10:00 and there was hardly anyone there. The buffet was open and people were asked to eat before the performance which ended up starting at 11:30 with Isma3eel Karam. We yawned and yawned, not that he wasn't any good but all we wanted was actually Abdulmajeed!

When he finally showed up, it was 12:30 pm and I did my ritual of complaining why do us Arabs always believe that the later the show the better. If you're in Egypt, the best part of the show would most likely start at 2:00 am, if you're in Lebanon, it's the same thing. What is it about this ridiculous habit, I just don't understand! My friend contributed that it was a great way to brag to your friends who didn't get to go that "we didn't get home till dawn!" hence it meant that we had a much better time than they did..sick excuse but I think she had something there!

Although I was there to watch Abdulmajeed and he was great as usual, the best part was actually checking out the crowd. This side of Kuwait was an absolute blast to watch. Everything glittered! Glittery vests, glittery belts, glittery skirts, glittery make up, glittery jewerly. Having put on that extra layer of make up, I thought I'd really out done myself but I lost terribly compared to the amount of make up that was on display on the ladies faces. All in all it was a lovely fashion show that showed me what was in and what was out!

In the end, we had a wonderful time. The only real problem was that we had to share four chairs with two other couples who looked like they'd just had a fight in the car and were totally miserable. I was very much tempted to ask if someone had beaten them up before they arrived. It felt odd to be clapping for Abdulmajeed while they sat right next to us looking like statues.

Both girls were very pretty but had such a miserable look on their faces, I actually felt it ruined their beauty. The two guys with them spent most of the time giving us girls a look that said "hey, check me out". So much so that I was very much tempted to tell the girls "could you tell the guy with you to stop staring" but then I figured she looked miserable enough so there was no need.

In closure, I was happy that I'd done something different this year and got to check out what that side of Kuwait was doing. I stored it in my files of experience that I hope to utilize the next time round i.e make sure no one gets to share our table, dress up like a Christmas tree, add an extra ton of eyeshadow and sit like a statue! On second thought, I think I'll stick to attending Arabic concerts in Lebanon, bet you a million you won't see one person sitting on their chair let alone being a statue!