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Too Fat For Love

Fat girls are not meant to find love. Romance is for skinny, pretty (usually white) girls. Look at any ‘chick flick’ or romcom since the beginning of time and it is always the conventionally beautiful, popular girl who manages to secure ‘the one’. Fat girls are either the best friend or the loser (often times…

Too Fat for Exercise

Something monumental has happened in my life. I just joined the gym. This may not seem like a monumental life goal, but as someone who has an extremely difficult relationship with exercise, this is a big deal. Since about the age of 18, I’ve made a string of attempts to be committed to exercise, and…

Too Fat For Fashion

TOO FAT FOR FASHION?   The women’s plus size market is estimated to be worth £4.7 billion (Channel 5). There was a time when curve brands were seen as frumpy and uncool, and it would be taboo to admit you shopped at one. Times have changed in the wake of a growing body positive movement,…

Prick Advisor: The Trip Advisor for the Dating World

I recently came across a meme on Instagram about the existence of a girls-only Facebook group, dedicated to warning other girls about "pricks" in their area and online.  It appeared as though someone had finally realised that we needed a review system in place for human beings, especially in the world of online dating where…

Being Black And Muslim

A poem by Hodan Khalif @sprinklesofblack Being black and muslim, Is more than the media labeling my brother a thug for his skin, And my sister a terrorist for the scarf around her head, It is more than my mother’s prayer every time we leave home and the relief that flashes in her eyes when…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Refuge

I open my eyes, and instead of seeing trees outside my bedroom window, I'm faced with the grey steel of the upper bunk bed. My 3-year-old has crept into bed with me after falling out of his own. I guess I'm not the only one having a hard time getting used to sleeping in a bunk…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Pregnancy

Finally, some clothes that fit.  I was in that awkward 5-month stage of pregnancy, where your regular clothes no longer fit comfortably.  I choose what to wear from my new maternity wardrobe, and spend the weekend at the park with my husband and son. He's been better recently. Having my parents involved seems to have…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Playdate

"Dad, it's Ptissem....I'm sorry but we're not going to make it to lunch today." I hated lying to my parents...especially when I could tell my dad didn't believe me. He knew something was up. I'd never leave it this late to cancel lunch, not after all the trouble my mum had gone to.  But there…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Baby Food

2 peppers, 1 courgette, a red onion and a large aubergine… Finally, something more interesting to make besides pureed carrots and sweet potato. Today was batch cooking day. My son was napping and I planned to use this time wisely. I had my Annabel Karmel book open on the counter, and three trays full of sliced…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Super-Market

Carrot cake or Victoria sponge... God, I don't know...maybe she'd prefer some good old Mr Kipling. What kind of cakes do 80-year olds like anyway? And then what do I get mum...we’re going to hers afterwards and I hate walking in empty handed, especially with a husband who eats for two, sometimes three... OK, I'm getting…

The Domestic Abuse Diaries – The Honey Moon

“He’s going to think you’re a slag now, I hope you realise that!” My husband marched alongside me pulling his suitcase behind him, his face red and angry. Any joy we’d experienced on the flight had disappeared.  “You can’t shake people’s hands” he whispered angrily.  “I’m sorry...I didn’t think it was a problem” I replied, sad…

Stop Romanticizing Abuse – by Hodan Khalif

@sprinklesofblack He loves me. I promise he loves me. In fact, his love for me is so deep he feels the need to draw marks on my body as evidence. He called my body a canvas and his fist the paint brush. His paint was the alcohol that gave him power to love me like…

An English woman in Cairo

Sit Englizia fi Misr (An English woman in Cairo) By Saffa Kate Here’s a snippet of my life when I was just twenty years old and had the privilege to live in a magical madness. Glossary I’ve decided to include this first so that you are familiar with some of the Egyptian colloquial terminology you…

Less Of The Labels

Man am I tired of hearing what the intellectual world and some Muslims think a Western person who adopts Islam as a way of life, should be called.  I am not a Convert and certainly no Revert! I happen to be a human being who believes in one God and the original Jewish, Christian and Islamic scriptures, making me a Muslim, I don’t need an additional label to clarify or categorise me further.

Two Years In The Making

I've just sneaked off away from my little one to my small work space upstairs, while she entertains herself with a puzzle so I can talk to you guys a little bit about my latest project.. MODESTLY my Book.  Yes Mama I'm officially an author, something I never thought I could say! Much like now,…

How Modest are we though?

 I turned 29 the other week and I’m pregnant with baby no2. I mention being pregnant just incase all of my emotions can be excused due to that. I have to be honest with you the run up to my birthday I was dreading it. Not that I ever really do anything for it or…

#YourAverageMuslim

Hi guys, welcome to the introduction of my 4 part series exploring #YourAverageMuslim. A short series I've ben working on for a while now as my work as an ambassador for the Creators For Change programme run by Youtube. I'm pretty tired of constantly being praised for 'breaking the stereotype' just because I'm a Muslim…

SPONTANEITY

The other week I got a message from an old friend Dian Pelangi (most of you will know her, a very successful Indonesian Fashion designer.) She very kindly invited me to her show in Paris in order to show my support and have a general catch up! It's been a few years since we saw each other last! There was about four days left for the show and usually this is too short notice for me to travel what with having a toddler and meetings booked weeks in advance. Originally I was busy the day she would showcase so I politely declined, but was pretty gutted to miss it. Thankfully a few days later my original plans were cancelled and I'm not sure what I'd been eating but I decided to message Dian there and then to let her know that I could now make it! Bear in mind this was literally the night before her show, and for me that's pretty last minute! I was only planning on going for a quick day trip on the eurostar and decided to bring my younger bro Hassan to keep me company, he's a pretty LIT lad. LOL

MUSLIM MEN

Most of you will be familiar with my rants every now and then, be it in vlogs, instagram captions or a little write up, and now I'm about to embark on another little bit of controversy regarding men, right here on this page. BTW I only say 'controversy' because people seem to get very sensitive…

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