Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Who Needs Food? - I Need Pants!
Friday, September 17, 2010
How to Tie a Sari
1. Chose an appropriate underskirt with a firm rim, so you can hold the sari in place with it and start at your right hip at the front, stuffing the sari behind your belt. The wider rim is the bottom one. I would chose to wear a carina top underneath and matching hijab, unconflicting with the colour of the sari.
2. Turn the sari once around you firmly.
3. After you have it once firmly around, create a harmonica on your belly with your fingers, approximately 10 to 12 cm wide, 5 to 10 bends, depending on the length of the sari and then turn the harmonica to face the other way.
4. Turn the sari around you once again, but this time pull it upways, above your breast and below your armpit.
5. Now fix it to your shoulder, possibly with a safety pin. The part to be on top is the decorative rim.
6. Now pull the remainder of the material over your way and fix it to your hijab as best it suits you.Wednesday, September 15, 2010
My Blood Type - Don't Be Square
Friday, May 21, 2010
The World Is Turning Way Too Fast

At least that is what I feel lately. I get up in the morning and before I even notice I am getting up in the morning. Except, that it's not Monday anymore, but Tuesday... Wednesday... A brief flash I don't even register, which I think is called a weekend and Monday again. I've heard of the term social life, briefly in passing during my short encounters with the TV, but I haven't had time to look it up in the thesaurus yet.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
My Beloved Soccer Styled Up in New
Ninja Style

Spring is here. How did I know? My face is in full bloom and my skin is reminding me how ugly I felt all through adolescence. It’s just as bad as Amy Winehouse or Kate Moss. My bad skin scares little children and the eczema stigmatizes me even more, because I have the urge to scratch. It itches loads. A few more days like this – and it’s only getting worse – and I will OD on anti-histaminic. Any suggestions what I am supposed to do? By the way, it does provide me one good argument for niqab. With what my face looks like today, it would be service to the society to hide under a black cloth. To top it off, I’ve run out of blemish concealer.
I think I might have thought of ideal outfit for wear. Maybe I’ll try the ninja-style. It would solve the “scaring little kiddos” problem and it would solve my fashion/religion issues during sport. I took up aerobic-kickbox to get back in shape, but skipping keeps shaking-off all my head-wear. I think I will tape the scarf to my forehead in order to keep it there. Though, I did get a good suggestion from a friend. Try check-outhttp://www.thehijabshop.com/capsters/index.php. I am considering getting either the Aerobics one, or the Basic one. Haven’t chosen yet. I have a big head and would probably look funny in both. The rest of my “I am behaving healthy” clothes are black and yellow.

Sunday, March 14, 2010
Niqab - does "chaste" clothing really deobjectify a woman?
One thing I believe I will never in my life understand is niqab. Why anyone would wear it? To me it does not protect a woman’s chastity, but dehumanizes her. One thing is, to cover your face and body, which leaves you chaste and makes it easier for men to lower their gaze. That is good and makes sense to me. I feel more human, when someone hangs around to talk to me and look me in the face, listening to what I have to say, or wishing to talk to me for who I am, rather for liking the view in my cleavage. Covering clothing is to make sure that people take you as a person, not as an object.
However, if I talk to someone, I want to see, whether they are sincere or ironic, happy or sad and to know, how they feel. Without being able to see this, I feel very uncomfortable and insecure talking to them. Many of us have been taught to be diplomatic and to listen, even if we are not interested, but I would rather be able to tell and change topic. To me, without a face, there is no person. I can’t help myself and feel, like if I am speaking to a computer.
How does a child find his mother in a crowd of niqabees in a playground? By the smell? Lovely. I would find it very frustrating. How can children trust their teacher, if she is all hidden from them in a freaky outfit? If I am an old person in a hospice – dying – I’m not sure, whether the comforting words from a nurse, looking like death herself would be so comforting after all. I would want to see her kindness and compassion in her face, dancing around her wrinkles and touching her eyes and brow.
And the worst thing of all – have you ever seen a niqabee eat in a restaurant? I’ve worked in a restaurant so speaking for myself, I have. Not once. It is a sight that I would rather delete from my memory. Otherwise I find the black shadow just scary, but this is kind of sick. I’ve seen this kind of consumption executed on spaghetti. I still lose sleep to that. I would post a link on youtube, but the description is way to offensive, so I will rather not.
If you are a niqabee, please do not be offended. I do not judge you as people. I just simply don’t understand what leads you to the decision and what attracts you in wearing niqab. Rather, if you know how to explain, please let me know. I am looking forward to see this topic from a different perspective.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Dancing Politics
I don’t appreciate opera, don’t tolerate theatre, save for Shakespeare, but I LOVE ballet!
Today we have gone to see Faustus, made into a ballet. It was used as a background for a Nazi era love story; I didn’t get the whole thing, but it was emotionally very strong. Compared to the performance I saw a month back, there were no semi-naked Adonis dancers, but it was visually just as impressive. A round of applause for Mefistoteles and the female lead.
At first I thought it was an allegory for artists being cheap w****s, willing to be blind to various regimes and willing to collaborate, just to be able to perform (Faust was not a scientist, but a violinist). Later, I lost track completely, there was too much Nazi’s. Some of the historical facts portrayed were far off mark, but they still deserve credit. It was very emotional and when the families were shot instead of being able to emigrate it really caught me off guard and made me cry – and I used to be a lecturer on the topic of holocaust so I am not easily swayed.
The costumes were impressive, choreography too, hilarious at times and very elegant at others. The girl was elegance and beauty impersonated... I am sooo looking forward to the next performance!
What is your vice when needing culture?
Sunday, February 21, 2010
How Creative a Cook Are You?

Friday, February 19, 2010
Patches












