Marrakech: and a tale of a Hollywood/Bollywood party to remember. Part 1

I had met them accidentally.  French, charming, stylish...the kind of people you want to know. That was months ago and there had been meet ups since then, including a dinner in the embroidered tent at Peacock PavilionsGeraldine's Moroccan pique-nique chic  and a soiree at designer Corinne Bensimon's house.

It was during one of those get togethers that I had heard about it.  The party.  Oh, it was to be a party unlike other parties -- a Hollywood/Bollywood extravaganza.  David was turning 40 and it was their 10th wedding anniversary, too.  Friends were flying in from everywhere to celebrate. 

I was in Egypt on assignment but told my travel agent to make sure I would be back in time.  I didn't want to miss it, you see. 

And so this is the tale of that night, that unforgettable night.


To start, I dressed for trouble.  I was assuming there would some of that.  And I was right. 

Maryam at Party

When we arrived, the party was already in full swing. A red carpet runway had been set up in the garden.  This was the very first thing that I saw ....

 That was followed by this.


oh. my. Seeing me wide-eyed, this handsome fellow asked if a gin and tonic would be in order.  

And so I sipped.  And side-by-side with this beauty..........

I go go girls mixed wiith turbaned princes. 

All lit by Moroccan lantern light.......

everybody looked, well, amazing, if a little, ummm.....


crazy (in the best possible way, of course....)

 And then the whole party moved to an entirely different location.  And it all became yet more fantastical.  But that's another tale for another day.

To be continued.