Monthly Archives: March 2011

Got Hijab?

By Editor, LaLa “Noor S.” Garcia

Men, don’t have fashion/hijab personal complex issue that  women have. I did not grow up in an Islamic home, so finding my style wearing hijab was new to me. As women, we need to feel comfortable in who we are and how we dress, especially as a  new Muslim woman learning to cover. As a Muslimah, we are aware that the outside world is observing us and being comfortable with our fashion-wearing hijab; can be a bit overwhelming at first.

As a new Muslimah, I struggled with learning how to make hijab a part of me. To be honest, I didn’t know how to wear hijab. I did the best I could and always felt a little awkward wearing hijab. I remember thinking that people knew I didn’t know how to wear hijab, and felt that because I wasn’t wearing hijab properly, that people would think I wasn’t Muslim.I felt a little out of place and I had no one to guide me on making hijab apart of me, making hijab apart of my everyday fashion; like doing my hair. I read so many articles, and researched so many youtube links. But, as you know, you can watch all the video’s you want and try to imitate what you see; which can be rough and some what discouraging. Nevertheless, I continued wearing hijab and trying new ways to make hijab apart of who I was.

Here is how I overcame it ALL. I wore a scarf everyday. I would wrap the scarf around my head; using the remaining fabric in a bun (like shown in the picture to your left). I got comfortable with wearing that style of covering for many, many, days, weeks, and months. I started to add more scarfs to the one I already was wearing to create a new look. Which in the photo, I added the purple scarf and tied the remaining fabric around my neck; adding my own style. I would stand in the mirror for hours coming up with new ways to wear my scarfs around my head. I kept trying and trying, until I found a comfortable style that suited me. I still felt a little uncomfortable wearing the head-bun hijab. I decided that I was ready to take wearing hijab to next level, because I wanted to cover my neck.

I started wearing full hijab with my face showing. That was the toughest of them all. I would get frustrated trying to remember which direction to wrap the remaining fabric over my head. I was trying to imitate what I saw at Jumu’ah and on the youtube video’s. I kept thinking to myself, why doesn’t my hijab look like there’s. But, I kept trying. Finally, I decided to find something that suited my style. I pulled out earrings, clothes, and played dress-up. The picture to your left, is when I finally found MY hijab style.  I learned what was comfortable for me. I learned how to pin my hijab (which in the photo I have three pins with that hijab that I finally learned how to hide properly). I am comfortable FINALLY! I go places and people think that my scarf is a fashion statement. It’s not, it’s my everyday look, part of my deen. I thank those people for their compliments with words of “Peace be unto you”; that’s when people realize that I am Muslim.

With that said, I decided to take photo’s of myself in my hijab so that I may help  other fellow Muslimah (insha’allah),  to find a comfortable medium with covering on a everyday basis. I am no celebrate and I am no fashion model.

Here are a few examples of my everyday look. I AM NOT A FASHION DESIGNER, just an everyday Muslimah. From left to right are the transitions I’ve gone through.

   

I challenge you to keep trying new styles until you land what feels comfortable to YOU. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to email us at imaanmagazine@gmail.com And if you have pictures that you would like to share of yourself, the more the marry. Just let us know who you are and where you’re from along with your photo.

As’salaamu alaykum. May Allah continue to bless your journey.

p/s Sometimes my hijab and my clothes never match. But when you are confident and comfortable with yourself, you will be able to make what you wear match you.

Noor Safoorah


Oppress This

  All on TV I see the violence of Muslim women. When I tell someone I am Islamic; I feel the frown they have in their minds; a look down upon frown. Although they know nothing about being Islamic, they pretend that they do.
I am doing this journey alone. By myself and it is tough. The last thing I care about is people frowning and their lack of knowledge; sizing me up as if they know me or know what it means to be Islamic. They know nothing.
My Aunt revealed to me that she was Muslim, but isn’t anymore because her husband was too controlling. I do wonder how many women who are not married anymore remained or continue to stay in the deen. I must confess; for a woman to continue is a true make or break. Few women in my opinion travel the lone journey after being divorced from their ex-husbands that introduced them to Islam.
Or maybe it’s just me, who finds this road lonely and sometimes heart aching. I have no one to share what I read about or answer questions and concerns. It honestly is just me. In my heart Allah did not intend for women to travel such a trying road, alone; a hard course road in this type of world. Women are fragile and weak. Yes, I said weak. If you have taken offense to the word weak, then you have misunderstood it’s hidden meaning, and you are full with much independence. You have clearly forgotten the woman’s true design.
A woman is a flower: delicate; in constant need of nourishment; room for healthy growth; protection from seen and unseen; and proper care to bloom properly. Every flower has a gardener. And every gardener has God. Now that! To the one who nourishes and cares for his flower is his true sincere constant blessing from Allah. To the flower is her blessing and constant appreciation to her Gardner and to Allah for her submission to be that flower Allah designed her to be.
Let’s bring forth the truth to light; women are designed to be weaker than men. A woman’s weakness is only frowned upon by an over independent race; who knows nothing about the true value of a woman’s role and design by Allah. A woman’s weakness is veiled by the Unbelievers because her role in the ummah is truly her biggest strength. Wait! Some of you reading missed the last sentence. One day you will understand; once you have submitted fully to Allah. There is no understanding if there is no submission.
So, I’m aware that people will continue to frown and stare at me. I know they really admire my beauty. And I’m okay with it all. I am not oppressed. I am free and all others are slaves to a cause they don’t take seriously and fail to seek the truth. And yes, I am enduring this journey alone. This is Allah’s plan for me at the moment.  I knew that I would have to journey alone the day I embraced Allah Oct 13, 2010. So be it!
Not all Muslimah will travel this road alone; learning, embracing, seeking constant truth and grace from Allah. But for me, for now…I am. So, trust me…I’m not feared by the violence on Muslim women seen on TV and people’s perception; because people perceptions  have always been flawed and misguided by their own ignorance.
I’m just waiting for Allah’s glory to grace me with His acceptance of my journey. I must say I do wonder why I have been chosen to journey this road alone. Insha’Allah I will conquer far more than I could ever imagine.

Qur’an tells me “And obey Allah and His Messenger; and fall into no disputes, lest ye lose heart and your power depart; and be patient and persevering: for Allah is with those who patiently persevere” (Surah 8:46). So, I press forward, praise Allah, perform salaat-establishing regular prayer, and learn the gracefulness and delicacy of my inner flower, praying that Allah restores me.
So, go ahead world, judge me! I am no longer of your world and you no longer have power over me. And in the real light your oppression is my freedom masked by your stupidity to not see the honor in true female modesty.

By Editor, LaLa “Noor Safoorah” Garcia


Spoken Truth

It’s Time to Lead/Where is our Leader
We pray for the day, for our leader to go forward.
Marching through the jungle, full stream soldiers
Coming for the enemies, seeking through the finery.
Gun up the soldiers, with the finest armory.
Speak for the weak, no time for world peace.
Call it segregation, miss us with the haters.
Put down yo papers and pick up the mic,
speak to the people to bring forth the truth light.
Islam brings submission, the world keeps on fishing.
For fake lights of truth or Communist troops.
Summon all a like for a gathering remission.
Allah is the key, your time is your mission.
Mosques are being burned, are you not concerned.
Muslims are dying and you’re not even trying.
Where is your voice, Allah is the course.
Rehearse His lines clear, Allah is who to fear.
The people need a leader to speak on this conclusion.
Envy and hate, TV prostitution.
Allah has chosen you, from among the few.
To piece the restitution, fighting for a solution.
A cause in fake illusion, cause there’s too much confusion.
We pray for the day, that you come out to stay.
A leader you are chosen to delegate the people.
So, pick up the mic and point us to the equals.
Until then, we are waiting for our leader.

LaLa “Noor” Garcia


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