My hijab. Wbu?
People often ask; how long have you been wearing it? why do you wear it? and that killer phrase your still young learn to live a little.
blah blah blah
Truth is I’ve worn it for as long as I can remember, it is part of me. Alhamdulilah it has never stopped me from achieving my goals or being able to do what I want, infact it has helped stop me from doing a lot of things I’d probably regret now. Growing up its safe to say I was in with the wrong crowds. my hijab was a constant reminder of who I was and where I came from, even with peer pressure at its highest I couldn’t bring my self to do the things my friends were doing because with hijab comes a duty. A duty to protect ones dignity and the dignity of all her Muslim sisters.
I love fashion, I love makeup, I love looking good; we all do.
so I’d be lying if I said I’m always resistant to sin. of course when my iman is low I struggle and make mistakes like everyone else. I know my hijab is not perfect its not always black and flowey it doesn’t always reach my ankles and its not always loose but its my hijab its me trying. my skinnies and a baggy neon shirt a huge statement necklace a long blazer and a pair of Chelsea boots is my hijab. its my modesty.
one thing that really deterred me from wanting to wear my hijab whilst growing up was feeling like I couldn’t have muslim sisters as friends because of their constant ability to make you feel smaller than an ant in the name of “dawah” and I still hear this from many sisters. so please sisters be gentle with your tongues I understand you are passionate about your message but sometimes your delivery is so harsh that it may push that person further away, be gentle with your sisters do not look down at them or abuse them because they are not of righteous enough standards for you. guide them with patience and kindness.
and on that note, learn to love your hijab ladies
stay modest 💎