Friends hoping to see Lola LebCan dripping with gold scarabs and chanting hieroglyphic curses when she arrived back from Egypt at Christmas were sorely disappointed. Rather than see any of the great wonders of Al Masr, the PR princess (now a PR consultant queen) previously barricaded herself upon a leafy island in the Nile, during her extended work sojourn in the land of the Pharoahs.
“You can just about see the pyramids from my apartment window, at least when it’s not smoggy. And with a strong telescope,” she excused herself at the time.
This time, all has changed. Now best friends with the Sphinx (“the pyramids are amazing!”), Lola has even adopted an Egyptian Arabic twang. Over iced McQahwahs in some ghastly mall cafe, she explains why:
“The problem is that if they hear you speaking in a Lebanese accent, they automatically assume you’re a porn star.”