The Ugly Hijabi and The Play Boy

Eid Fiasco

I was so excited for Eid I could barely contain my excitement. As usual I had my outfit picked out the night before and it was steamed and ready to wear. I had my new makeup products right next to my outfit also ready to be taken out of the package and used on Eid morning. I for the first time felt like myself again since the news broke about my 3 rating.

But my excitement quickly disappeared when my inexperienced self began using my new products. The lip gloss went on sheer I barely noticed a difference. The eyeliner I put a small line on my water line and it made my eyes look instantly smaller. And then the concealer color match was a complete fail. I didn't know how to fix it so I just blended as much as I could and then left for Eid so I wouldn't be late.

I was not feeling too confident but maybe because I was wearing makeup it would give me just the oomph I needed to take me from blah to a little cute. In my head I told myself I just needed to go from a 3 rating to a 5 rating and I'd be good. Baby steps.

But little did I know that bad makeup was worse than no makeup. As soon as i sat in the car to go to Eid my little sister immediately pointed out that the lip gloss was drawing major attention to my mustache. I didn't wax or do anything to my face as my mom had always told me I was too young but when I looked in the car mirror to my horror my sister was absolutely right. The lip gloss had stuck to my upper lip essentially making the hairs on my upper lip look shiny and it looked like a shiny mustache. Annoyed I wiped the lip gloss off quickly and told my mom I wanted to start getting my upper lip waxed with her when she went to the salon. Had it really been bad all these years and I didn't even notice?!

But then when I looked in the mirror again I noticed that the black eye liner I had put on my water line had completely disappeared almost like it melted and vanished away. I didn't even bring it with me as a backup. I left the product in my room. Ughhh Eid was already off to a terrible start.

And it only went down hill from there because the concealer made me look more tired. Everyone was telling me that I looked exhausted even though I had gotten a full nights sleep.

Then I saw Mariam walk into the Eid hall and my jaw almost hit the floor. She always looked fantastic but today she looked like Haifa wehbe or Ashwarya Rai ready for her glamour photoshoot. How did she look so perfect!? She told me she basically woke up at like 5am and got herself ready and perfect before coming to 8am Eid prayer. And she was experienced and brought all her products in her purse. As her eyeliner would fade she had brought it with her and was fixing it in the bathroom mirror.

I was starting to get anxious. I felt like less than a 3 today and Mariam honestly looked like a perfect 10. I was trying to not be upset about it but then she said exactly what I was worried about out loud. She said "I want to get closer to Ibrahim today maybe he will see me and think I'm a 10 definitely not a 9." I didn't even have anything to say. I just watched her in the mirror touch up her already perfect face. Even her outfit was more perfect than mine. She had been dieting like crazy for weeks to fit into these size 0 pants and looks like her diet was working. All her efforts never used to bother me but that was the first time it was genuinely getting to me.

I was getting worried what if Jenna showed up looking perfect too. Now I was going to look like a troll amongst two perfect women. I tried really hard to keep it together almost hoping Jenna just wouldn't come at all to not make the situation worse.