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[Celine & Jad]
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The designer I admired since university – drooling over her portfolio and looking forward to collaborating together until we did. I would say our friendship is a threat to Rima Cheikha and I love every bit of it: start-up conversations, social media growth, and souls that vibe to adventurous hot air balloons! Thank you for being a much-needed support during this period!
Nothing will ever beat those music lyrics or man bashing quotes. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them. The best thing though is I’m the flanky to your cleany.
Photo shoots and video clips, car cruises to blasting music and movie sessions on Sundays. We’ve replaced all that with talks about social media, soul searching trips, and career moves and that’s how you know we’ve grown older and slightly closer.
We’ve always ever been friends first and then cousins, but we’ve got the best of both worlds and truth be told I’ve always wanted a Jad in my life even if the “e” is silent.
The very definition of family. He’s been there through thick and thin, pulling me through and teaching me how to face it all on my own because I can. He is the happy pill to my Zabad.
The friend that lasted the test of time. My fellow Aries and April baby, my eeda3sh and Garbage fan, the voice behind the Save The Dates, the friend that became a lifelong friend and family because of a punch in the tummy.
The one who calls, the one who cares, the one you know will always be there. We’ve been through a lot of the same – from study sessions to long talks about relationships and family matters. Thanks for being the constant that ties us all in.
The footsteps I follow, the mentor, the brother I never had. Parked car conversations, Ted Talks practice, Zuma, bank loans that never made it back to my pocket and an overall Leo experience that was made all the more worthwhile because of him. He has supported and encouraged me in more ways than one and somehow filled a void of an older brother looking out for me.
5:00 am endless phonecalls, janerik crunches, and cruises to the best music ever. We’re the friends that turned into family, only he never gave me the British passport and that’s ok because I’ll settle for Caribbean; American optional. He’s the ‘Jamil’ in my life.
“Lil Sis” was the title he gave me back in AUB days and now he has become the pillar of a bro for me. Life lessons, losses and gains, “Maranello’s” and “Lean Back”, endless talks about defining moments and “The Power of Now”.
Leh? Mish masmoo7 hayda il shee?! It all started with interior design and it will certainly never end … Selfies, travel adventures, shopping, and lots of planning – we’ve been through it all through thick and thin and the world can’t get enough, so we will keep giving them more to look forward too! My Bacho, my dear, love…
The neighbor that came to me for advice, the salsa buddy that danced the nights away, the positivity in every smile, the love of life and the heart of gold.
Different never looked so beautiful. They call her weird but that’s because she’s different. My forever movie buddy, the constant fun and smiles, the white nights on E watching red carpets and playing fashion police – she’s the baby sister I have!
The spontaneous one who makes you live and love life. Accents and impersonations, sentimental gifts that have made an impact on me, and bucket lists that remind me of what truly matters. She is the pleasant surprise, the unexpected treasure in a friend.
A voice that echoes across hearts, a body that sways to the rhythm of everything. She started the “Celine, I found your…” movement and spread the nickname “tiny” for me. She makes an epic facial expression whenever I get high pitched – make sure you ask her about it. Wall climbing, mali khilg moments and a laughter you can point out from miles away!
To feel is a curse not everyone understands and that’s why in the midst of a crowd we often text each other word images and quotes that move our minds and hearts. Colors, TedX moments, blogs, words and emotions are a few of our favorite things, but best of all is our one-on- one existential talks.
“Ditch the bitch and switch” to “whatevs” and “Leo Peeps” to “TBDubz”, no one cuts out the crap like she does and that’s why she’s the anchor to our anchors. The dark humor that goes crazy every once in a while and gives us all the good vibes. The contagious sense of fun that can throw you a mawzeh all the same.
The one that everyone loves. She knows it and she says it as a matter of fact. My fashion police since Leo days and my foodie app since forever. Mention the restaurant and she’ll tell you the specials. From relationships to work advice and being my stress relief ever since engagement planning. She’s been my confidante.
SWAG never looked so good. Leo colleagues to sistas from other mistas. Birthday extravaganzas, coffee breaks and endless gossip don’t begin to describe what we have. Where I curl up, she sleeps on her back, where she raps and rhymes, I fall on her chickens and forget the lyrics, where I’m African, she’s got the Afro – she’s the opposite I attract.
A childhood friend and sister. A sister to be. My sister in law. From braiding our hair the Nigerian way to dancing in our house with cushions over our heads to sleepovers and dreams of acting… We’ve known each other all our lives and there’s more to come.
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Shadi and I share Najjar blood but also the syndrome of Lebanese- American Split Personality. Years might pass us by, but it always feels “just like yesterday”.
Juan and I share Najjar blood, and our relation could not be more obvious from the way we treat our single malt whiskey and indulge our stomachs.
Those who know both Karl and I might use the term ‘bromance’ to characterize our friendship. He is as credible as any when it comes to BFFs.
Mike “picked me up” at a neighborhood pub in Houston in the spring of 2007 and showed me what real Southern Hospitality is. Our friendship reminds me of the ways I am good, and of the ways I can be better.
Gadi’s approach to romantic relationships gave me an example to follow. He dotes on his wife by calling her “My Sweet”, and for that reason, each time I call Celine “Sweetie”, Gadi’s there.
Elliott and I had to travel half way across the world to discover we lived 5 minutes away from each other in Indiana. No friendship has inspired courageousness and open- mindedness more than his.
Paul is an older brother I never had. He never wants to see me fail at anything, and when I’m running short on success he is a deep reservoir of intellect, wisdom and support.
A charming man whose capacity for reason and eloquence is almost a match for mine. We met at a charity work event, in which we manually restructured the Swiss definition of community service.
Khalid would get hit by a moving car for me. In fact, he literally did. He’s an older brother I never had. Over an extra dirty vodka martini, nobody gives better advice.
Across our 20+ year friendship, TJ and I shared a sarcastic, even irreverent sense of humor. Failed middle school crushes brought us together, and as fate would have it we are getting married to the women we love within the same week!
Back when “Brangelina” was a thing, Rami came up with the affectionate term “Ja-line”. He’s a beautiful soul, and come D-Day, I think his happiness might exceed mine!
“Lousa”, as I affectionately call him, is more than a neighbor from Lebanon. A friend who has been there since the beginning of memory, he was and remains my first brother.
One of the most principled men I know. “Amigos” since 2014 when our friendship started in Mexico, over habanero salsa and tequila (where his tolerance far exceeds mine!).
He’s always been the “inside-man” supporter of my relationship with Celine. When he says, “if there’s anything you need, let me know”, I know he means it.
A friend with an unparalleled combination of sincerity, empathy, courage and support for my relationship with Celine. Always driven to solve and resolve – I trust he’ll continue to impart that wisdom on me.
Friends for 25 years, it’s impossible to think of a longer-running friendship with a higher sense of loyalty… he remembers more than he forgets, and always keeps his promises. I trust him to help me keep mine.
Double trouble. Jefia to Odibo with Sokoh Estate in between. Kent nights and water fights, dancing competitions and endless laughter. Sleepovers and aproko till you became a mama and I’m about to become a Mrs. Nigerian sister since 1987.
A smile that dances to barely a hint of Arabic music. Informer, imaginary friends, handwritten letters, sleepovers, car rides and loud music… The Makki to my roll, she’s the family I was born into, she’s the choice that couldn’t have been made better for me.
We both suffer from ‘The Only Child Syndrome’ a unique case of uniqueness in every sense of the word. My sister since 2000 (when we could no longer practice our “only child” rights… or could we?)
She was my mar7a, I was her far7a; the equivalent of Bonnie and Clyde in Arabic, Pinky & The Brain, Tom & Jerry … you get the idea. My pillar since Grade 8.
She smiles even when she cries. She sang harmony while I was off- beat. The positive constant of my life since Grade 7.