The Secret Life of a Hijabi

Sometimes I don’t brush my hair before leaving the house. (No one’s going to see it anyways).

I have good hijab days, and then I have Bad Hijab Days. Sometimes they happen on the same day.

Sometimes I’m convinced that my head changes shape overnight, since a scarf that looked SO nice yesterday suddenly doesn’t fit anymore.

I really LOVE it when people ask me “Aren’t you hot in that?” when I’m wearing pants, and full sleeves in 30 degrees+ weather. Because I have a secret AC hidden underneath all the layers. πŸ™‚


Sometimes I think my scarf is out to get me.

My fingers have been poked more times than I can count from handling pins. My scalp probably has more bruises than I can count from accidentally pinning my scarf to my head.

Sometimes I use the hood of my coat as a hijab Β when I go out to throw out the garbage. I’m hoping the night will cloak my hijab-less neck.

Shopping for tops that pass my bum, are not see-through, are long-sleeved, are not low-necked, and are loose makes me want to poke my eyes out.

Sometimes I miss wearing earrings.

I don’t actually know how to straighten or curl or style my hair.

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  1. Chelsey says:

    This actually made me laugh out loud! Well, the part with the inner AC and the pinning your scarf to you head. I have multitude of battle scars from my straightener, so I guess no matter what we have on our head, scarf or a mane of unruly hair, nothing is ever easy lol.
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