by Luna

by Luna

Luna

Luna

Blog Intro

Hello, I'm Luna, and I'd like to welcome you to "Kisses from Kairo,"* my blog about living and working as an American belly dancer in Cairo.

Life in Cairo isn't easy for dancers, foreigners, women, or even Egyptians. It is, however, always thrilling. This was what inspired me to share my exquisitely unique experiences with the world. From dancing at the most prestigious venues to almost being deported, not a day had passed without something unexpected or magical happening. You will thus find these pages filled with bits of my history in Cairo (2008 - 2018) —my experiences, successes, mistakes, and observations.

You will also find my thoughts on different aspects of Egyptian culture and political developments, as well as my personal struggles living through the revolution.

I should note that I have a love/hate relationship with Egypt. Any criticisms about the country were made with the utmost love, respect, and honesty. As this country had become my home, I wanted to avoid romanticizing and apologizing for its myriad social maladies, as most foreigners have done; I always found that approach misguided, patronizing, and insulting.

I hope you find this blog insightful and entertaining, and that we can make this as interactive as possible. That means I'd love to hear from you. Send me your comments, questions, complaints, suggestions, pics, doctoral dissertations, money, etc., and I will get back to you. Promise. :)~



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Friday, June 24, 2016

Of Men and Belly Dance



I'm going to share something personal, and perhaps a bit controversial. But you're already used to that from me. Belly dancers, be VERY careful who you fall in love with. Make sure they are sane, balanced, confident , and don't have a controlling, violent, or vindictive streak. Especially if they are from the region, even more so if they have ties to your line of work. Multiply that by ten if you're going for the big cheese, i.e. working in Cairo and/or the international workshop circuit.

As I was trying to fall asleep last night (this morning actually), it occurred to me that two of my former love interests had been sabotaging my career at the same time. One has fucked off, and the other recently passed away, but I am still feeling the effects of it today. While my ex was busy getting me uninvited to festivals around the world as payback for terminating our tumultuous relationship, my significant other, who was acting as my manager and whom I trusted completely (not to mention with whom I was madly in love), stunted my career in Cairo. He rejected many opportunities and powerful allies because he feared I would leave him for a movie producer or a high powered agent ( big opportunist slut that I am).