I am so jetlagged and still not up for a wedding post. Also I am trying to find a picture in hundreds we took of the venue without outing various family members. And my new SIL is so hot we have to hide her, say Macha Allah, so I will not be posting pictures of her on teh Interweb.
That said, I forgot to mention that I got my headscarf froached for the very first time at Madrid “Ghetto” Airport! You know what they say about how women with headscarves get froached because their clothes are loose or whatever? That has never happened to me in hijab, alhamdoulillah. And I have been to some crazy airports in hijab, including all the 9/11 airports. The weirdest experience up until Madrid was when a security lady had to feel the underwires in my bra to prove that yes, they were the only metal thing on me. That was kinda weird. Until Madrid. That airport gets on my last nerve and going through security there, I had my hijab felt up! The lady smooshed my head like it was the Coneheads or something. I’m not one of those sisters who puts on twenty scrunchies so that I look like I have a big hunk of hair under my hijab either (I hate that, I knew this sister once with this beautiful hijab and what I thought was a big bun of what I imagined to be luxurious locks of hair and when we were making wudu in the bathroom it turned out to be scrunchies, I thought that was what the hadith about camel humps was about but whatevs) so I have no idea what the Madrid security lady was feeling for.
I actually have less drama in hijab in airports, I don’t know why. Alhamdoulillah for that.
Tags : froaching
11 juin 2008 à 6:17
I almost always get “felt up” because of the underwires. I’ve just gotten used to it.
What I really hate is when they have to look in my mouth with a flashlight. I had jaw surgery 7 years ago and now have metal in my jaw. Fortunately that one doesn’t happen often, only by the most anal of security officers.
12 juin 2008 à 2:53
Assalamu alaikom,
I’ve never heard the term “froached”! I don’t know this word!
When I see the women with big humps on the back of their heads, I always presumed they had an insane amount of hair, too. Huh, maybe it is built up to look like that. I am always reminded of that hadith about camel humps, too.
19 juin 2008 à 2:44
Froached is a new word for me too. When I was performing Hajj….every time I would walk into the Haram in Mecca…..the ladies in the black niqab would “froach” me all over. Can’t say I liked that too much…..imagine them even cupping a handful of the gnocchi? Ooooh yeah…..she put her hands all over me….even found out that I was hiding money in my bra……