In this sha3bi dream, a man cross
dressed into Amina alter ego and started performing her famous beshwesh 3alaya.
The brother finds out and is enraged. He yells at her but then gives her a
cigarette after she starts crying and she says I just wanted to have some fun.
In preparation for a wedding
myself, I cross dress, transforming into a stunning Angham. I try to take a
photo of myself but my mother keeps roaming around me and enters every room I
go to. In the background, I see another Angham, a blonde one, and she's being
photographed by Mona Eltahawy and my Moroccan. Interestingly, the photos I'm
trying to take are much smaller than I'd like them to be.
I try to go the wedding but I had
woken up late and it's only me and my mother in the house.
I end up talking to Sahloul in
some space. He's trying to get me to touch his dick. I unabashed do but it's
quite small. I jerk him off. He vanishes afterwards and I start to think of how
afraid he is of his sexuality. I don’t know who saw us from this position.
Ahmed Adel was around me but now he's gone. Did he see us and get angry? I go
looking for him. I see him from a distance but when I get near it's somebody
else.
I leave to the wedding. I'm
walking on a weird fence. I see an old ugly and scary man haggling a family. He
starts to chase me too. I throw things at him. There are more people who look
like him. They're all after money. I start yelling back and showing that I
don’t care about them and their ugly money collection.
