Category : Fashion

My closet used to be a graveyard of regret. Fast fashion pieces bought on impulse, worn maybe three times, then shoved to the back because they pilled after one wash or fell apart at a seam. I counted once, out of curiosity. Forty-two items I had not touched in over

Last Eid, I stood in front of my wardrobe for twenty minutes holding a heavily embroidered outfit I had worn exactly once. I did not want to put it on again. It was beautiful — but completely impractical. Heavy, formal, demanding of a full face of makeup and three hours

Last spring I wore a wide-leg trouser to a birthday dinner and three different people asked me where I got them. Not in a polite way. In a genuinely curious, slightly urgent way, like they needed to know immediately. One of them pulled out her phone right there at the

The Day I Wore White After Labor Day and Nobody Cared My aunt called me from across the dinner table. “You know that’s white, right? It’s October.” She said it the way someone might point out a piece of spinach in your teeth. Genuinely concerned. Slightly horrified. The blouse was