when i was 6 years old, i walked into the kitchen, saw my mother butcher the legs of my oh so precious barbie doll, i screamed and threw a psychotic tantrum, and didnt come down to my party till very late, after all the kids arrived and had started playing..

i snuck into the room that was filled with presesnts and started tearing up the wrapping and having my own party…then i was caught..

They forced me to join in, and then they brought out the cake…

Massacre of the Barbie!!

20 years later ,…. my mother decides to recreate the memory and make me the cake again.. this time she couldnt find any barbies.. only Fulla’s and Hanna Montanas!!!

but she still proceeded and made me this…

6 months later i found the pictures on my BB, and felt like sharing this horrible story…

Tacky Galore!

xxxx

November

We will not publish the visits and numbers to you guys, because in comparison to other blogs they are not as high, but we are happy to have achieved a great following of unique visitors, locally and internationally.

Thank you guys for always checking in… and a bigger thank you to my friends who are forced to.. infront of me… on their blackberries while we are out for dinner…

Have a great day!!!

November and Co.

Accented with a fresh peony .. 

Photography by Abdulla Awadh 

🙂

From a super mario theme kids party…