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on Saturday 29th of march (also leebeya's birthday, happy birthday sis) it was my henna.

i got to dress up, i got to dress up, i got to dress up wooo hooo.

i dressed up in a Libyan style dress called the 3abroog, i don't do gold, so silver it was all the way, Bedouin style :)

the day before on Friday, we spent all day preparing the hall, the theme was desert style, tents, etc... so the stage was prepared, and i thank Allah that i have amazing people in my life who dedicated their time to making sure it went smoothly.

although my family are all in Libya and its sad that they couldn't join in the celebration by being here, Allah has blessed me with an extended family here in Manchester of friends mashallah.

anyway i woke up sat morning, actually i hardly slept the night before, i just couldn't sleep... so 8ish i was up bright and early, went downstairs had breakfast, took my time drinking the morning coffee mmmmm.

then i watched die hard 4, I've been meaning to watch that film for some time, so yeh die hard 4 it was, i actually enjoyed it.

then it hit me that i needed to sort my self out as i had to be at the hall for 5:30, but i was calm and collected hamdullilah.

through out the day i would bicker with random different members of the family about every thing under the sun, seriously on topics that i don't even remember but what i do recall is that every one seemed to have there own opinion on matters and every one had their own defense lawyer to back up their arguments lol.

so eventually i get into the car, on a funny note i was still wearing my pjs, hey i needed to be comfortable as i was gonna be wrapped up bakalva style.

anyway i get to the hall and mama bless went straight to the kitchen and prepared the bukhoor, now every one knows how much i love the stuff....

and the place looked so cool, here are the before pic thanks to a great friend who took snaps of every thing..

the stage before with all sorts piled on to it

the props:
the tables where prepared:
the cake table:
and when the cakes came:

chocolate of course:
the food was a mixture of couscous, imbatin, borak, of course imsayr mmmmm:
as for me, it took a while to wrap me up in all my gear but i eventually got there though i wouldn't stop fidgeting, cant show the full pic as I'm not hijabified:
the henna arrives

tradition is to put a piece of gold on the palm of the hand and place the henna on top:

an ending with green tea mmmm
and that was it, it was a fun night hamdullilah, i didn't actually put any henna on that night, a few days later i decided i would henna, i love the stuff.

anyway my dearest bloggers, I'm sat here sat morning typing away, mindful of the fact that in a few hours time i will have to leave home,

i will up date you soo inshallah with how the wedding went.

remember me in your duas.

sallam.