I live in a black, white and grey world. Beauty is in literature. Calmness is in the white walls of museums. Stability is in the arms of this man that calls me his baby. Growth is in the company I work for. Love is in the eyes of my small family in sunny but equally as dark Miami.
"Wearing a hijab isn’t inherently liberating – but neither is baring one’s breasts. What is liberating is being able to choose either of these things. It’s pretty ludicrous to think that oppression is somehow proportional to how covered or uncovered someone’s body is. Both sides of this argument present a shallow understanding of women’s empowerment, which only drowns out the substantive challenges facing all women – issues that cannot be encapsulated in a debate about a piece of fabric."