Showing posts with label Lifestyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lifestyle. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Who Needs Food? - I Need Pants!

I haven't resisted and I've bought two pairs at Tranquillo. They are made from good material and are eternally comfy too :o)

Here's what they look like:




Friday, September 17, 2010

How to Tie a Sari

I have bought a sari a few days back, because I think it's beautiful, it can be humble and can be even worn to work, if an appropriate colour is chosen.
However, I've been fighting with the application very much (haven't handled it yet) so I dare post the instructions from a Czech site Sari.cz
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.

It is really beautiful, yet still halalible and is a type of dress which will insulate heat, thus keep you cool in summer and warm in winter. For summer, light viscose (or for those of you who can aford it silk) is best and in the winter, I would use either a thicker viscose, or cotton (or the silk, but more layers?).

Would you wear it?

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

My Blood Type - Don't Be Square

I have found the shop I would burgle and strip bare to wear! I am in love. Being muslim doesn't mean I have to be boring in black. It's elegant, but that's the best I can say. I would literally kill for the trousers below and their collection is pretty much hijabee. Feel comfortable and funky in Tranquillo.












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.
How does this even happen? All through high school time dragged and if I tried I had whole hours of "I just wanna be bored now" and I used to dislike them, at least if I didn't have a book in hand. Now I know, that being bored is a privelege.
It's been bugging me, where all the time went, but then I did some simple math and suddenly I knew.

A day has 24 hours. 8 hours of that should (if you have any respect for your health) be sleep. 24-8=16. 9 hours is my working day. 16-9=7. At least 1 is personal hygiene. 7-1=6. 1h 30 is transport to work and back. 6-1h30 is 4h30. Another 30 minutes are transport to the gym, 1h is excercise and 30 minutes on top for the extra hygiene in order to be able to get home without killing flies by stink. 4h30-2=2h30. In that, there is still breakfast, dinner, some pet care, shopping, checking out the news so that I am aware, whether there is WW3 or not, possibly house chores, if unless like me you have some decency in yourself and contribute to maintaining a home a home and not a stable.

I spend an hour every morning trying to force myself to get up. Alhamdulillah, I have a family. Since in this I am a failure they do the forcing for me and make sure that I don't get fired from my new job while within probation period.

The new job is the good news! I've started on Monday and I am eternally happy to be given such an opportunity. Thank you ex-boss! If it weren't for your continuous efforts to get rid of me, either by bossing or by defenestration (and as the modern offices don't have openable windows, only the fist option was valid) I would still be stuck in a job I hate, working with people who often aren't my cup of coffee and getting a smaller salary than now.
Have you ever noticed how beautiful silence can be? In this world you almost cannot, but I have found a peacefull oasis with only waves of stress, not an innondation. The printers are behind glass walls, all phones on silent and phone booths for people to call from, so I get to do all my online trainings in an atmosphere, which sounds like paradise.
As the day is way too short, I still don't have all that much of a social life, but now I have a life. One that I can be proud of too :o)

Sunday, March 21, 2010

My Beloved Soccer Styled Up in New

I was searching for pictures to put up a new hijabee style combo to put up and came upon this on http://www.turkishjournal.com. I just had to share :)

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.

Here the one in niqab looks best


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?

I am a stricktly no fruit, no diet food kind of person. I do not dig on fresh fruit, mainly if it isn't either a banana or a kaki and I am politically opposed to low fat products of all sorts too. I do like vegetables, but that is an exception and I prefer them in juxta positioning with a big steak or a bit of lamb or red meat in general.

Maybe as a reflection of that, my personal cook prepared me fresh herbal tea this morning. The herbs were called BARBECUE MIX. How sweet is that? Actually, it was really delicious.


Friday, February 19, 2010

Patches

Lately, I keep hearing of patches instead of pills for contraception, nicotine patches and today I heard of patches, making sure you lose weight. Wow, how great, we no longer have to remember taking pills, make an effort to stop smoking (regardless of the fact, that you can recognise a stopping smoker, by the ink stains on his lips from nibbling on the pen all day long) or work out and eat healthy to lose weight and body fat!

Honestly, I don't belive in patches. Considering some things, like the fact, that contraceptive patch has to be worn all week long before changing, I don't think it's halal. How can you wash with that all over your shoulder. If nail polish is haram, then so is this patch.
As for smokers, many aren't as addicted physically as they are psychologically, so I don't see a point in sticking something on to help you. First off, nicotine is not the only addictive substance in a cigarette and second, most people just have to do something with their hands or mouth, because they are neurotic, hence the chewing gum, half chewed pens and nibbled fingernails.

...And the only patch that will work with losing weight is the one below.

What do you think? And what is Marv's problem in Sin City? He doesn't look like a stopping smoker, nor does he seem to have problems with remembering to take the pill. Weight loss effort?