Syrian Fashion ~ A Modesty Photo Shoot
My family in Syria is in the textile market and I always felt that I had an entrepreneur-ish gene somewhere inside of me. I always dreamed of being able to design my own clothing using the best of fabrics and selling them wholesale to companies with modest images.
Five years ago, I decided to start my business with a meager budget and a lot of family help. I shipped hundreds of articles of modest clothing from Syria to America and, before leaving Syria, worked for three months on a friend of mine's diet and exercise regimen, as she was to be my model for the photo shoot.
This friend was my bestie--the daughter of the Principal at the school where I worked and straight from the UK. We were so different in so many ways, but so alike as well. We became quickly attached at the hip, and she accompanied me on all my excited escapades, hunting for material and supplies and clothing and headscarves to wholesale. "If I ever became Muslim," she would tell me, "It would be because of you."
But she and I both retained our individual lives in addition to our friendship. On the day of this photo shoot, for example, she canceled on me for a hot date in a BMW. I was furious, but I went to the studio instead and stuffed myself into the clothing that I had prepared for her to wear. I took the shoot myself and she promised me that the next time, we would do it together.
Little did either of us know, there would be no next time. I would return to America and then Saudi, she would go to the UK and then Dubai, and Syria would uprise and Homs would become utter chaos. She and I never saw each other after that amazing year of friendship, and my business crashed for several reasons soon after I tried to kick start it.
But sometimes I wonder whether or not I should try again, after Syria settles down, and follow this path again in my free time. It certainly was a lot of fun.