At The Ivy: from left, Janet Jackman, personal shopper and stylist Kelly Lundberg, me,
gallery owner Pamela Bobal
and Rena Reilly
Today I went for - wait for it - a 'luncheon'. What the hell is a luncheon? I've heard of Ladies who Lunch but never Ladies who Luncheon. The sad truth of the matter is that I rarely even do lunches (nursery pick-up is at 12.30) let alone luncheons.
And what's even more noteworthy, today I luncheoned at no less than The Ivy darling. Luckily I was with two ladies who are luncheon experts. They have both lived in Hong Kong where, they informed me, Luncheon is quite the norm.
So, relying on their experienced guidance, we arrived at the baby sister to the grand dame of London restaurants at 10.30 - a.m. Unlike it's Covent Garden namesake, which opened back in 1917 and is housed in a hidden cobbled corner of theatreland in a rather ramshakled building complete with stained-glass windows, its Dubai equivalent opened last year in a shopping mall - albeit a rather posh mall heaving with designer labels attached to Jumeirah Emirates Towers hotels.
But still, the dark wood panneling was all intacked in the main restaurant. We were shown through to the light and airey Terrace - inside - for our luncheon, where we met the other ladies who would be joining us. In all due respect to my companions, I was probably among the youngest (I think you have to be a lady of a certain age, or a younger lady of a certain status (financially) to be a bona fide member of the luncheon club - or, as in my case, invited by yer husband's boss's wife).
The speaker for today's luncheon was the gorgeous Kelly Lundberg. She's stunning - only to be expected from a former Emirates crew. Kelly became Dubai's first professional personal shopper and stylist when she founded her company, Divine. Today she spoke to us about editing your waradrobe, what are this season's trends and how to tie a scarf - erm.
Now just one look at me and you'll agree I'm no fashionista, and I'm more of a Zara girl than Louis Vuitoon (see - I can't even spell it). I have to admit, I wasn't overly inspired, so I probably won't be splashing out the AED2,500-ish package to hire Kelly to 'edit' my weary waradrobe.
However, I was inspired by Kelly herself. She's such a go-getter and has achieved so much in her young life - written a book, been a Lloyds TSB Small Business Winner and been nominated as a female entrepreneur of the year. If you didn't admire her, you'd be irritated by her as she makes you feel you've wasted your life away (probably having luncheons).
If your waradrobe could do with a boost and you want to achieve that "divine feeling everyday" then take a look at her website www.divine.ae
Just when I thought luncheon had nothing to do with lunch, we were finally served a two-course meal. I chose the lamb. Admittedly I asked for medium rare and if I had listened carefully I am sure I would have heard a faint bleeting sound. Delicious melt-in-yer-mouth divineness.
By the way, luncheon is, according to www.freedictionary.com: "probably alteration (influenced by dialectal lunch, hunk of cheese or bread) of obsolete nuncheon, light snack, from Middle English nonshench : none, noon; see noon + schench, drink (from Old English scenc, from scencan, to pour out).
Erm: Now that's much clearer!?
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I set up this blog to reveal what real life is like here in the UAE - the good and the bad. I'll chat about what I've been up to, Dubai news and developments, my thoughts about expat life here (and in general) and reports about my holidays and adventures in the region (travel is my bag after all).