I apologize in advance as it is not possible for me to write a post at this moment while avoiding talking about what is happening in Egypt. Today and yesterday were black days here in Cairo; I did not take outfit pictures either day as there were honestly much more pressing issues on the table. Much like everybody else I was stuck to news outlets and social media during the day, only to go out later in the evening. Although I identify as a liberal politically, having been quite vocal in my opposition to the Brotherhood, there was no way I would feel at peace going down to party in Etihadeya or Tahrir given the implications of answering the military’s call. The place I truly wanted to be in – Medan Sphinx (or “the Third Square”) – is anti-ikhwan, anti-felool, and anti-military rule, but as it is across town and many roads were blocked I did not get to go. Instead I thought I’d go and observe in Rab3a, wanting to see what was really happening first-hand (this is the second time I went, and both preceded a night/dawn massacre – seems I’m bad luck) .
Again, I was well treated, although the security was tough, likely because I look (dress) so different from the majority of female protesters there (as opposed to the other sites mentioned where I wouldn’t stand out remarkably). I drank tea, visited the media room, the backstage area, and the general area in front of the stage. Things were fairly peaceful, although I saw the occasional poster calling for al-Sisi or ElBaradei’s execution (and the discourse is often far from democratic). I stayed for some time with a friend from college, who graciously showed me around this night as was the case previously, until word got out around 11:30-11:45 that the army/police had started using teargas (and possibly bullets) toward the protesters at one side of the protest area. I was then encouraged to leave through the other side (towards Abbas el Aqqad St) or optionally stay within the mosque area without my friend as he got busy following the news. Sadly, I chose to leave. I had not anticipated such a massive massacre, nor the discourse of denial following it. I wish I had stayed. I wish I had watched. I wish I could have claimed to know the truth.
Instead I wandered through an unlit side street until I reached Abbas el Aqqad and turned onto the unblocked part of el Nasr St, where it was completely impossible to find a cab. I kept walking until I reached an area of service and called a friend who picked me up hours later, only to come home to reports of the massacre in making. It is indeed a dark day for Egypt.
My outfit is unrelated to the story as these pictures were taken some days ago. They are really misplaced here as the moment of capture was a happy one, having just seen a dear friend of mine who I haven’t met for months. Nevertheless, this is a style blog first and foremost, and so I gotta give you some of that too.
Zebra print scarf: H&M, ombré scarf: Gina Tricot (Norway), palm print cardigan with neon details: River Island, pleated maxi dress used as a peplum skirt: Forever21, accessories: Zara, River Island, ASOS.