“For the wealthy and the well-connected, the boundaries of hedonism are limited only by the spatial confines of their villas or luxury apartments. Some outfit their homes with back-lit bars and DJ tables, transforming their homes into nightclubs at the flick of a light switch. There are strobe-lit discos where girls in bikinis spray guests with water guns, and embassy-district shindigs in which all counter space is taken up by imported alcohol. Then, there are parties based around film screenings, dance performances and concerts by underground bands, where members of the cultural scene gather to critique each other’s projects, sway to 1970s-style rock music or enjoy some Persian-tinged flamenco.”
Do you know when is my favorite time of the year?
When the Norouz perfume is everywhere…
Norouz… I can almost smell it.
"We’re gay refugees from Iran."