As big a fan as my mother was of Gavin Rossdale, I was actually named after the Persian word 'Nasrin' which means ‘wild rose’.
When I found this out, I thought it quite ironic because unlike my name, I'm quite tame and smell ok.
Then I started liking my name because it made me feel more exotic and less ‘migrant-y’.
But what I've learned over the years is that while you can take the girl out of Lebanon, you can't take her father's ethnic moustache off his face.
I write. I act. I teach. And I also love creating funny content more than my old arse should.
And now, because you're here, it seems as though you are officially part of this circus.
You're welcome and also...sucked in.
If you want to collaborate on a creative project or find me a husband, please use the link below. I'd love to hear from you.