Pink and Grey Muslimah
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Perfect for a day at work!
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Organic Muslimah
A tale of an Egyptian American girl, with too many labels to count.
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Name: Organic-Muslimah
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About me: An organic crazy Egyptian Alexandrian Muslim American girl with too many labels. I like to talk a lot and I am easily amused. I love people and I love children. I would die for you, if you only ask. I want to make a difference and inshAllah will someday. I love Allah, Al Wadud.My Other Blog
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Chocolate Muslimah
Friday, May 16, 2008
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My friend, S, bought the exact same outfit. We will be matching at the next outing.
posted by Organic-Muslimah at 8:43 PM, | 7 comments
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Pitbull #2
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
I had to walk this dog today. Let's just say that it wasn't pleasant.
posted by Organic-Muslimah at 11:07 PM, | 18 comments
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Ruby Muslimah
Monday, May 12, 2008
Someone had requested an outfit with less layering. The best place to shop for such clothing would be from the Shukr clothing store. Below is a sample outfit.
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posted by Organic-Muslimah at 8:39 AM, | 6 comments
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Yet Another Memory
Friday, May 09, 2008
I bought my cellular phone a little over a year ago. The salesperson insisted that it was one of the most hip phones in the market and I wouldn't regret my decision. I was of course taken by the MP3 player, voice recognition feature and slick look. A year later, and I am yet to use any of the cool additions.
My phone accompanies me everywhere I go. We've developed quite a relationship and we don't intend breaking up any time soon. So you can imagine the close proximity we keep at all times.
But the strangest thing happened the other day: the screen on my phone lit for no reason. I examined the phone, there were no incoming calls or text messages, However I did notice something...
A picture of my late grandmother, who would have been 83 this past April. My mother had taken the picture two weeks before she passed in November. I've been carrying her picture around ever since.
Some days when I am angry at my phone, I look at the picture heartlessly and convince myself that I am no longer pained by her death. I am over it. Completely. Do you hear? But then other times the picture triggers funny memories that fix a perfect smile to my face.
But this one time, I gazed at her picture with a different set of eyes. It's like striking a conversation with a still image that has come to life for a split second, just for you. I could see beauty in her once wrinkly soft skin; tough chapped hands waving weak breezes to her flushed face; tiny feet complaining of old age; an elegant smile showing itself gracefully to my mother's camera; the clean scent from her Friday morning shower; glistening eyes showing excitement for the journey to come.
Where did it all go? It's right here, on my phone.
My phone accompanies me everywhere I go. We've developed quite a relationship and we don't intend breaking up any time soon. So you can imagine the close proximity we keep at all times.
But the strangest thing happened the other day: the screen on my phone lit for no reason. I examined the phone, there were no incoming calls or text messages, However I did notice something...
A picture of my late grandmother, who would have been 83 this past April. My mother had taken the picture two weeks before she passed in November. I've been carrying her picture around ever since.
Some days when I am angry at my phone, I look at the picture heartlessly and convince myself that I am no longer pained by her death. I am over it. Completely. Do you hear? But then other times the picture triggers funny memories that fix a perfect smile to my face.
But this one time, I gazed at her picture with a different set of eyes. It's like striking a conversation with a still image that has come to life for a split second, just for you. I could see beauty in her once wrinkly soft skin; tough chapped hands waving weak breezes to her flushed face; tiny feet complaining of old age; an elegant smile showing itself gracefully to my mother's camera; the clean scent from her Friday morning shower; glistening eyes showing excitement for the journey to come.
Where did it all go? It's right here, on my phone.
رحمك ربي وجعل قبرك نورا
ياماما كوثر
ياحبيبتي
ونور عيني
وامي
ذوات العين الخضارء والزرقاء
ياماما كوثر
ياحبيبتي
ونور عيني
وامي
ذوات العين الخضارء والزرقاء
Labels: Death, Family, mourning, reflections
posted by Organic-Muslimah at 1:23 AM, | 14 comments
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Pink and Black Muslimah
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Speaking of pink and black, I found this beautiful dress at Old Navy the other day. This outfit would be perfect for soon-to-be graduate Muslimahs. The dress is incredibly sliming and flows nicely for a modest fit. I also like the outfit because it requires minimal layerings.
I would wear a rectangular clutch and my black patent sandals with this outfit. As for my hijab, I would layer both a pink and black scraf, Egyptian style (refer to Hayah's blog for step-by-step directions).
Enjoy!
P.S: Shahrazad, I hope you like this one!
I would wear a rectangular clutch and my black patent sandals with this outfit. As for my hijab, I would layer both a pink and black scraf, Egyptian style (refer to Hayah's blog for step-by-step directions).
Enjoy!
P.S: Shahrazad, I hope you like this one!
posted by Organic-Muslimah at 11:09 AM, | 4 comments
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