When people see a woman in hijab, they automatically know she is Muslim. There is a level of respect for her and her faith in the Islamic community. I do miss that part of being a hijabi. I feel like being uncovered and a black Muslimah, I constantly prove or verify that I am actually … More Non-Hijabi Woes
As a hijabi, I used to hide behind the hijab. I let being the short girl with the scarf on her head be my identity, never really let that many people see my true personality. I’d let people make their assumptions and would just try to blend in as much as possible. I thought I … More Smile
Dating as an Ex Hijabi is very interesting and sometimes frustrating, well in all honesty dating, in general, is frustrating. I started to notice a pattern or a common theme with Muslim men. With Muslim men, I placed them in two different categories, and honestly by the end of the first conversation it was easy … More Words From An Ex Hijabi
For the majority of my life, my hair has never been a big concern of mine. When I was younger, my mother always did my hair in a cute braid style. By the time I hit middle school I was wearing a hijab, so people rarely saw my hair. My biggest concern while getting dress … More Hair Journey
I remember the day my mother sat me down and told me it was time to start wearing the hijab full time. I don’t recall having much of a reaction, because I knew the day was coming, and in a way, I thought I was mentally prepared. I was about 12 years old, and at … More Coming out of Hijab
The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah 