Going to places like this, I generally avoid heels. But since, going to places like this, I generally wear an old abaya I don't mind getting a little dusty, I had to wear heels, since I wore a 8 OMR exhibition abaya, with a lace kick front/waterfall cut 2 inches too long for me. This cut is a travesty on stairs, so heels were a must. Trust me, I can better navigate with heels than the waterfall cut to an abaya;).
Since my abaya was so cheap, old, and let's face it, already wrinkly and dusty before we even set out, I had to glam it up a little bit, or I'd be depressed. That's when accesorizing comes in. Pin a couple of flower brooches, add a bright coloured clutch, and some neon nailpolish, and voila! The "roughing" it abaya suddenly looks chic. Okay, not chic. But at least, a little more "me". Or "girly". The belt was from another outfit, I just cut holes in the sides of this crappy old abaya and added the inner-tying belt, and it looked a whole lot better.
Now that the outfit du jour has been satisfactorily described, unto Rustaq fort. Rustaq fort is huge, and I didn't get the chance to see even half of it, due to the fact that it was getting dark, we tripped on some wires, and little children can fall off of roofs and so forth. But we did see some summer majlis rooms, some bedrooms, a cooking room, the bathing spot where my husband told us slaves used to pour the water so the fort's inhabitants could shower, and the pretty spectacular Khaleeji architecture in the canon room. I have to come back sometime, child-less, and before the sun goes down.
I will end this post with my favourite {terrible} photos:
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