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...second nature to me now, but in the beginning, learning how to put on my hijab was a challenge. I taught myself how to tuck my hair in neatly, where to fasten the safety pin, and what material would best stay put. It is now the thing that people notice first when they see me. As a 23-year-old Muslim woman, I can't imagine walking out of my house without...
...explanations for wearing the hijab often start with modesty. But modesty, like religiosity, is relative. Who am I to say that I am more modest than someone else just because I cover my hair? I cover because God commanded it in the Qur'an. Wearing the hijab is first and foremost an act of worship and obedience; after that, it serves to check my modesty...
...just chose to ignore it. I figured it wasn't the right time to have a discussion, so I just let it pass. I have rarely been bothered by anybody about my hijab. If anything, I often get complimented on it. I may cover my hair for the sake of God, but I love getting it cut and styled. I have a husband who can't understand how I spend so much time at the mall; I have big dreams for work; I play sports; I love to run. I cringe at the word extremist. And I thank God that...
...contains a table. Please see hardcopy of magazine.] OLD ADVICE NEW ADVICE Prenatal care starts right after the stick turns blue. Then it's vitamins, diet, the whole shebang Awaiting Conception Get yourself in shape before sperm meets egg, with diet, exercise, genetic tests and dental care Permanents and hair-straightening should be avoided. Hair-coloring may be affected by hormones Beauty Treatments Best to put off such enhancements as tattoos, belly piercings and Botox until after the baby is born Relax. Probably those doughnuts you ate during your first trimester. Or maybe you have a small frame Looking...
...Carmel, N.Y— The Holy Grail of New York State DMVs.“ANYONE can pass in Carmel,” my brother told me. Great. Now I was doomed to fail.I watched as a tiny disheleved woman with crazy curly hair struggled to climb into my mom’s SUV. (I had convinced her to let me borrow it. That other car was clearly bad luck). She seemed a little distracted, but I decided to ignore it. We made it around the block, and Crazy Hair told me to try my hand at parallel parking...