Photos of children are strictly verboten at my school. A teacher could lose her job for that!
Photos of children are strictly verboten at my school. A teacher could lose her job for that!
Same.
So this is what being out of the loop really looks like.
A completely unscientific poll of my facebook friends (Arab, American, Aussie, Brit, black, white, Muslim, non-Muslim) who nearly all live or have lived in the Gulf region says: cool.
I don’t think there’s any appropriation happening?
An abaya very much IS a fashion statement over here in the UAE.
The fact that it would be awkward to wear abayas every day at my current job is definitely a detriment. Not least to my budget.
Heck yes! Abayas are a gift. Not sure what to wear? Abaya. Need to look polished and professional? Abaya. Exhausted & cannot fathom getting out of your jammies? Abaya. Want men to stop staring at your tits? Abaya. Going to a fancy event and want a glorious reveal? Abaya!
Same. I mean, I want to, but I just...don't.
Checked in with my Manc friends. This is a completely accurate representation of their memories.
This is the best thing ever. Am now going to share it with my fellow psych students.
I love “summered” and am going to use that from now on. Except when I winter somewhere.
I thought the same. In the South, in a small or informal or whatever office, “be a peach” is entirely inoffensive. Would I do a double-take if someone said this to me? Yes. Would I think it condescending? Probably. But then I’m always the uppity Yankee bitch when amongst my Southern colleagues, so...there’s that.
Agreed! Once a long time ago I wanted to henna my hair (it’s light - ginger - I have since chosen not to henna) and checked out all the options. Hennasooq was by far the best for an ignorant Midwestern beginner!
Look, I’m a Prada fan since my first Vogue, AND I like pretty dresses, but...This is just unpleasant.
I have rather successfully created a whole life built around the needs of other people. It’s awful. I am way too old for that shit. Tomorrow I’m moving to a new smaller flat with no room for company and I cannot wait.
My flatmate is 28 and Canadian and also didn’t know.
This is the music of my 2000s.
Man, I was even in the US then! But far too deep into Jesus music. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
Dirty as hell, WITH CARNIVAL MUSIC? Where do I sign up? (I have been out of the US for too long.)