She donned her layers of piety, one by one, the more the holier, barely managing to balance between pride and humility… “What could she possibly know about living in Libya?” she thought, “Her, with her tight clothes and skirt slit up to wazoo… Of course SHE would have a hard time in a Muslim country, but me? I actually PRACTICE my faith…” Nobody had a … Continue reading Moving Away
Do Gamines have all the fun? While they certainly can, the don’t have to, and can look as serious or sophisticated as a Dramatic or Classic. How? Keep reading to find out. Continue reading Kibbe Gamine: Hijabi Edition
Dramatics are diametrically opposed to Romantics. If you’re a Dramatic, be it pure or soft, you are characterized by angularity, sharpness, strong features, an evident skeleton, which, unlike Naturals, isn’t necessarily draped in abundant musculature. This isn’t to say you must be thin, what stands out is the length of the bones, especially the limbs, and the sharpness of the facial features, regardless of weight. … Continue reading Kibbe Dramatic: Hijabi Edition!
We’ve had a lot on our hands… I want to say lately, but it’s nearing on a decade now, maybe even more than a decade! Yes, probably more. A gazillion thoughts run through my brain about a trillion different things. But they return, without working themselves out, they return, like a ghost waiting for its release to the other side, like rays of light being … Continue reading Women
Amira started off as an illustrator of Muslim holiday and special occasion cards, which is what grabbed my attention at first. She and I met in Tripoli, Libya, first on FB (of course), and then in person, when I invited her to be the featured artist at my Caterpillar Café, which she happily did, by hosting a monthly kids’ craft session. You can view some … Continue reading Amira
I just read a post by a dear fellow blogger, whom I’ve been following for a little while now, and it really resonated with me. She wrote about her mother in law’s conversion to Islam, and how they have such a special relationship despite the running preconception that in laws are meant to disagree. Because her mother in law had so much in common with … Continue reading The Eye of the Storm
Diane and I initially met on a private FB group, where we interacted frequently, we shared a lot of similar values, and steadily increased communication, until we eventually met in person at her place, when she hosted a brunch for women who shared their high hopes for Libya. There were women working for the UN, for NGOs, for charities, private companies, and a few small … Continue reading Diane
We used to bump into each other in the elevators of our University’s Arts building as we often used the top floor to perform prayers. When I moved to a more central location to be closer to campus, I started bumping into you in my building, and the superintendent rightfully thought he should introduce us, as he thought we had a lot in common. May … Continue reading To My Sister In Faith
Sara (not her actual name) is one of the most consummate optimists I’ve ever known, I deeply admire her gumption, and I am certain that you will too! This is her story: We met for the first time after the Revolution, at the Caterpillar Café. I think it went well, Alhamdulillah (thank God), I wouldn’t change a thing, except I wish we’d seen each … Continue reading Sara
