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  • Botox Beware

    By Gina Nahai

    January 20, 2005 | 7:00 pm

     

    My first inkling that something has gone tragically wrong is when I hand the parking attendant my valet ticket and see a wicked, knowing smile -- I know what you've been up to and trust me, you shouldn't have -- spread across her face. I try to smile back at her, but my cheeks...

  • The Legacy of ‘Esther’s Children’

    By Gina Nahai

    June 6, 2002 | 8:00 pm

    In his introduction to Esther's Children," (Jewish Publication Society, $110) editor Houman Sarshar speaks of a time when, at 6 years old and about to start elementary school, he discovered his legacy as an Iranian Jew. Over breakfast in their apartment in Tehran, Houman's father, a...

  • To Become American

    By Gina Nahai

    October 4, 2001 | 8:00 pm

    I'm 11-years-old, my world a patchwork of mixed identities and conflicting beliefs, my eyes searching for a horizon I cannot yet see but that I follow almost by instinct. It's August in New York -- a long and gray stretch of humidity and noise, people speaking to me in an accent I...

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  • Age of Restoration

    By Gina Nahai

    June 21, 2001 | 8:00 pm

    I'm two hours late for a noon invitation, my eyes itching from the unfamiliar weight of mascara so early in the day, and as I drive through town I'm rehearsing the many excuses I think I'll have to offer my host. It's a Sunday in June, and I'm about to celebrate a cousin's high...

  • Childhood’s Sweet Sharp Imprint

    By Gina Nahai

    May 17, 2001 | 8:00 pm

    It is summer, a long time ago, and I am lying on a terrace overlooking an ancient garden full of rosebushes and fruit trees. The days have been so hot, the asphalt on the sidewalk melts under my feet if I dare step out of the house. At night, the temperature drops. My sisters and I...

  • Chinese Box

    By Gina Nahai

    April 26, 2001 | 8:00 pm

    So there's a fairy-tale wedding: a thousand guests in a flower-filled ballroom, a dozen violins playing Mozart, a grainy-voiced singer belting out an old Persian love song. The bride is 20 years old and ravishing, of course, but she's also blessed with charm and charisma, the kind of...

  • Words, Blessed Words

    By Gina Nahai

    March 29, 2001 | 7:00 pm

    Every year for Women's History Month, I'm asked to address groups of people brought together to mark the occasion. Some years it's at a university, a museum, or a foundation. This year it's in the Milken High School library.

    I like the idea, of course -- to support the library and...

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