Welcome to Islamic Design House! Have a seat, we’ll put the tea on, and then we’d like to tell you a story.
What could be better than relaxing on the beach with your sisters? Relaxing in your stylish new burkini,
“I don’t understand what you just said. In what kind of twisted bizarre world does a Hijabi get paid to wear provocative clothes?” Fatima’s jaws dropped to the stuck elevator’s floor.
“My dad didn’t send me anywhere. I sneaked out of the house like I do every night, and now my parents will know I’m a shameful disgrace.