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lets go birthday man

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[doodlesnoff]

this drawing of Ragsat Al ‘Aroos, or the Sudanese bridal dance, was made in collaboration with awladalneel for their fundraiser for their work and the sudan solidarity collective. prints are available with proceeds to the same.

The ritual dates back to the Kingdom of Kush, where the dance was performed by couples during wedding ceremonies as an ode to the fertility god and to highlight the brides’ beauty. Until recently it was performed topless with a stringed skirt (rahat) pulled undone during the dance. Today, some choose to continue the tradition, reshaping the ritual to meet religious, familial, or personal preferences. Brides prepare intensively with a teacher (ragasa) and perform after the ceremony (jirtig). The bride begins in a thoob and groom in a jalabiya, and during the dance her belt is cut and thrown to the audience. The specifics of the dance, as well as the wedding week, vary widely across tribes, communities, and regions (it is most common in the north). The dance, and the African history it embodies, has survived and adapted to Arab, Egyptian, Ottoman, and British rule, and today through the struggle for freedom & peace in contemporary Sudan.

[arab-character-of-the-day]

Arab character of the day Iris from the Pokémon franchises and according to her official character profile, she's Middle Eastern and her original outfit is meant to be a Jalabiya.

[camo-wolf]

Oooh some designs for both Jon and Damian I have you mind; basically your own take on their sleepwear, in particular Jon’s t shirt with pj pants and Damian with a full silk set?

Oooo ok! Thank you friend!

Here is Damian in a Jalabiya

As for Jon he’d probably wear his nerd shirts like from his favorite show and sweat pants

(The one he’s watching in Superman and Robin special)

@paladin-of-nerd-fandom65

[deirakizuna]

Kalim's Birthday Fanart

As some of you may be aware already, for each twst character’s birthday i tend to make art of the birthday boy to celebrate, and my plan for this year was to use said art to promote different charities and local stores from countries in need. The next birthday on the list is Kalim’s and I wanted to make it special to promote a lot more charities than usual in a single post for the following countries: Iraq, Jordan, Lebanon, Palestine, Syria, Turkey, Tunisia and Yemen (I wanted to include Sudan as well, but I’m not sure if it would be okay to do so given the fact that it’s in Northeast Africa, either way I’ll be making another special art piece focused on African countries for Leona’s birthday but I really want to add Sudan to Kalim and Jamil’s art as well, please do let me know if that’s alright).

My plan for these is to put Kalim in these countries’ different traditional clothing (yes, all of them if possible, I like to put the boys in at least 2 different outfits for their birthday and I don’t mind putting them in more if given enough time), and while I’ve found something in my investigation I also feel unsure of how accurate said information is, as well as the fact that I haven’t been able to find good reference for each article of clothing (most pics I’ve found are low res and I can’t see the details like that). So, after consulting with my sister about it, I decided to make this post to ask for help for this, since I’m not from any of the countries mentioned and I truly don’t want to end up doing something offensive due to lack of information when my objective is to try and bring more attention to what is happening there and hopefully spread the charity links to help the victims.

So please, if you can help me in any way to verify the information I gathered or link me more sources and references I can use (especially if you’re a part of any of these cultures) I would be incredibly grateful!

Notes and List of sites I gathered and consulted under Read More.

Notes:

My plan for Kalim’s outfits based on the information I have so far goes like this:

First outfit: white Thobe w/ embroidered neckline and cuffs + red and white Kuffiyeh/Shumagh (possibly over his shoulders instead of in his head, but I might change it) – OR – Kurdish traditional clothing (sharwall, long sleeved jacket, dress shirt and pshtwen/pshten).

Second Outfit: simple white Dishdasha + Champagne colored Bisht (given his social standing, please let me know if it’s innapropiate) + classic black and white Kuffiyeh/Shumagh.

Third Outfit: Dishdasha w/ blazer + embroidered belt + Jambiya + Shawl wrapped like a turban (colors and patterns not yet decided).

Fourth Outfit: Jalabiya + scarf + skullcap (colors and patterns not yet decided).

I don’t really know if that number of outfits is enough to represent all of the mentioned cultures or if I should add more, so please let me know! I’m also trying to find more reference pictures so that I can be as accurate as possible, so links to online shops that sell these garments also work pretty well for me (preferably, with models wearing them so I can see how the fabrics and layers interact with movement).

Sources I’ve found/consulted so far:

Arab Clothing: The Ultimate Guide | IstiZada

Video: Muslim Dresses Around The World Countries 2022 | Islamic Traditional Cloth For Men | Islamic Updates - YouTube

What is a dishdasha and how is it worn? (custom-qamis.com)

What is the Difference Between a Thobe and Dishdasha? – newarabia

Bisht | Abu Dhabi Culture

Clothing – The School of Abbasid Studies

Home - Nationalclothing.org

Clothing - Kurdish Central

Again, thank you so much for the help! If you also want to send me links of charities whose proceeds go to the mentioned countries, that would be just as appreciated!

[collapsedsquid]

The emails that flew between Lafarge Syria’s executives in 2013 and 2014 are an ample chronicle of self-interest and subterfuge. Among the chief correspondents was Firas Tlass, the son of a former defence minister who had since withdrawn his loyalty to Assad. Tlass hadn’t lived in the country since 2011, but he remained Lafarge’s chief fixer. To make its monthly payments to armed groups in northern Syria, Lafarge used Tlass as an intermediary. Tlass sent Pescheux, Lafarge Syria’s CEO, regular updates on the groups he was paying off, and Lafarge reimbursed him. (Neither Pescheux nor Tlass responded to requests for interviews.) Pescheux had to hassle Tlass to send invoices that were sufficiently evasive. In December 2012, Pescheux recommended that all invoices be on the letterhead of a new company located outside Syria: “This will avoid problems with Syrian authorities and our auditors.” The following April, he sent Tlass detailed invoicing instructions that would “make things more ‘presentable’ and help us a lot”. Pescheux added: “Please do not mention my name on this invoice.” Early in 2013, Tlass referred to a new group in his updates: the al-Nusra Front, an al-Qaida chapter that had taken Raqqa, and that had already been declared a terrorist organisation by the US. Lafarge started paying them: 200,000 Syrian pounds a month at first, rising to 325,000 soon after. In June, Waerness wrote to Pescheux that IS was gathering strength in the area; soon after, IS set up checkpoints on the roads around Jalabiya. Lafarge agreed to pay Tlass $75,000 a month, so that he could disburse funds to both groups – but the money would only come to him if Lafarge kept selling at least 75,000 tonnes of cement every quarter.

Make those sales targets or get killed by the Islamic State I guess

[fursasaida]

Translation:

"Last Ramadan in our home

This Ramadan in the tent

Many things changed around us, [but] God preserves us [or, God gives us patience]

Ramadan Kareem"

[ID: Screenshot of a tweet from Samer. The tweet shows two pictures. The first is a picture taken by someone else of Samer holding his toddler and a glowing lantern in a bright, warm home, at the edge of what is probably the living room with the entryway visible in the back. They are both dressed up, Samer in a pristine white jalabiya buttoned all the way up the neck, and his child in a tiny one with a black and gold vest on top and a white cap. The second photo is a selfie Samer has taken of himself holding the same child, a year older, seated in a tent with little space around them. The tent is whitish but dirty; Samer is wearing a gray hoodie with the hood up, and his child has a black and white sweater on. They are both smiling in both photos. The original Arabic text reads: "رمضان الماضي بالبيت / رمضان الحاضر بالخيمة / تغيرنا حاجات كتير، الله يصبرنا / رمضان كريم" End ID.]

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Discover the Elegance of Islamic Fashion: Beautiful Muslim Gowns and Outfits for Every Occasion

Islamic fashion has always been a beautiful blend of modesty, tradition, and contemporary style. Whether you're looking for beautiful Muslim gowns, traditional Muslim wear, or modern Islamic gown styles, there’s something for everyone in the world of Muslim fashion. From party wear gowns with hijab to simple gowns with hijab, this guide will help you explore the latest trends and timeless designs that celebrate faith and fashion.

The Timeless Appeal of Beautiful Muslim Gowns Beautiful Muslim gowns are more than just clothing; they are a reflection of grace, elegance, and cultural heritage. These gowns are designed to provide modesty without compromising on style. Whether you're attending a wedding, Eid celebration, or a casual gathering, there’s a perfect gown for every occasion.

From flowing abayas to intricately embroidered kaftans, Muslim gown styles offer a wide range of options. For those who prefer simplicity, a simple Muslim gown with minimal embellishments can be both chic and comfortable. On the other hand, if you're looking to make a statement, a party wear gown with hijab featuring luxurious fabrics and intricate details is the way to go.

Traditional Muslim Wear: A Celebration of Culture Traditional Muslim wear holds a special place in Islamic fashion. These outfits are deeply rooted in cultural heritage and are often passed down through generations. Think of stunning jalabiyas, thobes, and abayas that feature traditional embroidery, rich fabrics, and timeless silhouettes.

For modern women who want to embrace tradition with a contemporary twist, many designers are now blending classic elements with modern cuts. This fusion creates Islamic gown styles that are perfect for today’s fashion-conscious Muslim woman.

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Tips for Styling Your Muslim Gown Accessorize Wisely: Pair your gown with elegant jewelry, such as statement earrings or a delicate bracelet. Choose the Right Hijab: Match your hijab to your gown for a cohesive look, or opt for a contrasting color to make a bold statement. Comfort is Key: Ensure your gown fits well and is made from breathable fabrics, especially for longer events.

Conclusion Islamic fashion is a beautiful celebration of modesty, culture, and style. Whether you're looking for beautiful Muslim outfits, traditional Muslim wear, or the latest Muslim gown styles, there’s something for every occasion and personal taste. From party wear gowns with hijab to simple gowns with hijab, these outfits allow you to express your faith and fashion sense with confidence. Explore the world of Islamic fashion today and discover the perfect gown that makes you feel beautiful, empowered, and connected to your heritage.

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The Heir of Slytherin - S.S. fanfic Chapter 5

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Almost as quickly as autumn had come, it left in a whisper. All of the beautiful leaves turned beige and shriveled up, the last of their life leaving them. They fell to the ground pathetically, leaving the trees naked. With winter now upon us, there was a beautiful snowfall that blanketed the Scottish highlands. Where we were in the castle, to me, it felt like we were up in the sky, only supported by clouds. 

I knew that Hannukah was rapidly approaching, as well as Christmas. By the first of December, Hagrid, Filch, and the house elves worked in tandem to get the place decorated. I wasn't surprised by the lack of acknowledgement of other holidays, of course, given where we were in the world. But it did feel lonely. And to make matters worse, I was still the freak who spoke parseltongue. I was still, probably, the scary Heir of Slytherin, and no one wanted to be around me. Not even the handful of Jewish students who I knew were planning some Hannukah festivities. It would be my first Hannukah without my parents, my first desperately alone.

Despite my abilities, Emmanuel didn't leave my side. The night of the incident, he explained to me in grave detail the kinds of things that happened to himself and his parents when folks found out that they practiced Haitian Vodou. If you don't act the part, you will inevitably be hurt for it. I was unwilling to pretend to be something I was not, and I was so incredibly lucky to have a friend who loved me enough to stick by me.

It was the holiday, though, after all, and Emmanuel needed to go back home to visit his parents. 

"You could come with me. I've told my mum all about you. She really wants to meet you!" He was so excited at the idea of having a friend over for winter break. But I just wasn't ready for that.

"Go home, Emmanuel. Enjoy your family without me getting in the way. Seriously, I'll be okay here." I squeezed his hand tight.

He had sad eyes as he stared down at me. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you. But it will fly by!" I smiled. "I promise."

And so he left, and the Slytherin common room was eerily quiet. There were, of course, some students still here. I knew that the Weasleys were here and that Potter was here. There was also a handful of students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff who stayed back. But not one person from Slytherin was still at Hogwarts. I had complete free reign of the area. 

On the evening of the first night of Hannukah, I went to get some food from the Great Hall. I was glad for school to no longer be in session so I could be rid of those uncomfortable uniforms for a couple weeks. I threw on a blue and gold jalabiya, one I traditionally wore every Hannukah.

The only teachers still at the castle were Snape and McGonagall, and of course Albus. I spotted Ron and Harry at the Gryffindor table before making my way to the Slytherin table. A plate magically appeared in front of me. I looked down to see ma'akouda, couscous, and a delicious-looking salad with a pomegranate glaze. My eyes lit up, and tears brewed beneath them. I looked up toward Albus, who sent me a big grin. He waved me up toward the teacher's table.

I walked over to him, catching the eye of both McGonagall and Snape on my way. 

"Samira." Albus breathed, a smile on his face. "I know I say this often, but you really do look so much like your mother." 

I blushed. "Thank you. She was very beautiful."

"She was so wonderful, Samira." The man's blue eyes were watering. This was the first time I had seen Albus near tears. "I miss her terribly."

I gulped, trying to prevent myself from crying as well. "Me too. Especially on days like today."

"Speaking of!" Albus cleared his throat, holding out his palm. A small box wrapped in blue paper appeared. "The professors got together, and we each got you a little something. I thought it would be nice. I hope you like it." 

I blinked several times, looking at McGonagall and Snape. "You didn't have to do that..."

"Being alone during the holidays is a terrible thing." Minerva smiled sadly. "We all deserve presents during this time of year. I sent mine to your common room." 

Snape cleared his throat. "Come to my office after dinner, Al-Kahina."

I nodded to him before lifting Albus' present into my own hands. "Should I open this here?"

"Yes!" He grinned, pulling a chair out for me. Using magic, he lifted my plate from the Slytherin table and dropped it near me. "And please, sit with me over the break? You shouldn't be eating all alone."

I was certain I wasn't going to leave this meal without crying. If I were entirely honest with myself, I was in so much pain these last few days. I missed my mother and my father terribly. I should be at home in our beautiful house. My Baba should be hanging our menorah below our mezuzah. My mother should be cooking up a storm, yelling at me because I royally screwed something up. Tears spilled over my cheeks; a cry forced its way out of my mouth. 

I opened the box that Albus gave me as I cried. Once I saw what was inside, I was crying even harder. It was a necklace with my parents' wedding rings. "Oh, God." I sobbed. "Where did you get these? The Ministry of North Africa said I wouldn't get any of their belongings until the case was finished out."

"I have my ways," Albus spoke sweetly, rubbing my back as I heaved. "I wanted you to have them with you always."

I cradled the rings close to my chest. I looked further down into the box to see several photos. My eyebrows knitted together as I lifted them out of the box. I had never seen these before. Photos of my parents' wedding, of my grandfather holding me as a small baby, photos of Albus next to my mother as a small girl, her little hand wrapped in his tightly. She was giggling in the photo, I knew. 

I swallowed. "Wow. I've never seen these before."

"She sent them to me in her letters." Albus nodded his head along. "That last one there, your mother was about four. That was taken right here in Hogwarts." 

I wiped away my tears at that. "Really?"

"Really." He laughed, looking down at the very sweet photo. "In my office. Your grandfather was in Britain on business. He liked to bring Lailah along when he could. They came for a visit. She was very excited to see the castle."

I traced my mother's bushy curls on the photo, a smile growing on my face. "Thank you, Albus. For this. For everything. I don't know what I would have done if..."

The wizard placed a hand on mine and rubbed it gently. "No need for thanks. It was my honor, Samira. You are an incredible girl. Now, eat your dinner. I had the elves read from a recipe book. Let me know how it tastes."

I laughed at that, wondering how similar it would taste to my father's recipe. I lifted a bit of the ma'akouda to my mouth and chewed on it. It was fine. The thought put into it made up for the taste, though.

I choked on the dry potato in my mouth, causing Albus and McGonagall to laugh. 

"Is it so bad?" McGonagall asked. 

I smiled in her direction. "I appreciate the thought so much, Professor. But to be fair, nothing can compete with my father's." 

After we had eaten, Snape gestured toward the door, reminding me that he had asked to meet me in his office. I suppose he wished for us to walk there together. 

The walk was fairly silent; nothing to be heard except for the echo of our footsteps. I was glad when it was over, and we finally arrived in front of his office door. He unlocked it and let me inside. My growing curiosity got the best of me. "Is everything okay, Professor?"

Snape ignored me, instead walking over to his desk and staring down at a suspicious box that sat on top of it. "I also got you something." 

I blinked. I suppose that made sense, given that Albus said all of the remaining professors had tried their best to get me a present. I wondered what Snape thought up. 

"Come here." He demanded. 

I listened, shuffling closer to his desk. He looked at me and sighed heavily. With a shake of his head, he sat down. 

"Are you okay?" I questioned, genuinely concerned by his body language. 

He pushed the box toward me, not giving me an answer. 

I peeked over the desk and into the box. My eyes widened as I lifted the object out of the box. It was a traditional Moroccan flute, often used in snake charming. I looked at him with confusion. "How did you get this?"

"I have connections in North Africa." He muttered. "You have a very beautiful gift. I know the other students are mistreating you for it, but it should continue to be fostered. I thought...Well, I thought you might like it."

I did. It was gorgeous, clearly made out of some kind of red wood with a shiny sheen. "Professor, this is uncharacteristically kind of you. Thank you."

He rolled his eyes, fiddling his thumbs. "Yes, well. I suspect you will put it to good use."

"Perhaps." I shrugged. "I have to go light the menorah now." 

"In the common room?" He questioned.

"Yes." I chuckled. "Is that alright?" 

He nodded slowly. "May I... watch?" 

"You want to watch me light the candles?"

He paused. "Not unless you'd rather be alone."

I didn't want to be alone. I wished very much that my family was here, my friends. But I didn't have that, and lighting the menorah on my own just didn't seem right. "No. That's... I wouldn't want that. You can come." 

We silently made our way to the common room. I had previously set out my menorah and the olive oil candles on one of the tables in the middle of the room. I walked toward it, holding the cold metal in my hand tightly. "Traditionally, we would hang this up on the door under our mezuzah." 

"Mez-- zuzah?" Snape stuttered. 

I smirked. Finally, something I understood that Snape did not. "It's a Jewish spiritual object. It's a vile with a script inside from our Torah. They protect against dark entities and the dark arts. It is our tradition that lighting the menorah intensifies these protections. But I'll make do with what I have here, I suppose."

"Do you have one here, with you?" 

"Yes." It was sitting in my dorm in a box under my bed. "I took it from my parents' house after they passed."

"If it made you comfortable..." Snape shrugged. "We could hang it for you. On the door to the common room."

"Seriously?" I breathed.

"No, not seriously." He rolled his eyes. "I don't say things I don't mean, Al-Kahina."

"That would mean the world to me, Professor," I spoke honestly. 

"So go fetch it. Afterward, we can put your... menorah, is it? Beneath it." 

I didn't even wait to respond to my head of house. I hurriedly left to grab my parents' mezuzah. The case was aging, but it was still beautiful. A mosaic of reds and oranges and yellows. I brought it back to Snape, and we met at the opening of the door. I placed the mezuzah on the right-hand side, vertically. I muttered the appropriate blessing under my breath, using magic to keep it up on the wall. The mezuzah was fused to the stone. 

Then, I levitated the menorah over and hung it up just beneath the mezuzah. It was then that I lit the first candle, casting incendio on the wick. I prayed over it, swaying back and forth. The movement of my body brought about a beautiful air of magic emanating from me. Flashes of blue surrounded me, shining light upon me. 

It was as though I had forgotten where I was. I forgot who was behind me. I forgot that my parents had died. It was me, God, and magic. I sang aloud, my feet moving beneath me. I danced and sang, clapping my hands to the tune. The room around me glowed, the air moving along with me. For a moment, I was no longer on earth but beyond the vale. 

Snape watched on in awe, his eyes trying to trace the magic that streaked the air. It was as though he was stuck; the only thing moving were his eyes, following her movements. He sat, taking in the scene before him. Never before had the man seen such practices, but he wanted to. He wanted to know more. He wanted to understand the world that she came from, was desperate to soak in every bit of the scene before him, and was scared to see it come to a close. He could only hope that there would come another day where she would be willing to do this once more in his presence. 

[zuhdstore]

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[new-bein]

Jalabiya

[d-amore]

On the note of Nasir's arab heritage (from what I've seen):

There are specific stores where you can get arab foods. Usually stuff they don't sell anywhere else, like Zatar or vimto (it's kinda like fruit soda).

Usually people wear white jalabiyas. And sometimes a Kufi (a type of hat) The black one is mainly for the gala :)

The guys usually talk about politics (and play mario kart and super smash bros.)

If you don't like meat (especially lamb) and you're arab people look at you funny.

oooh this all super helpful!! i can totally see nasir talking (or trying to lol) about politics with kevin on their DnD nights :3c

and i'm pretty sure he likes meat. look at this man. i'm making brazilian barbecue for him as we speak