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Hello, I love your blog! I was wondering if you had any information on clothing in harems? Such as if the colors they wear symbolize something, any restrictions/rules they must follow, how to tell who is who from what they wear, etc.? It could be for any harem in general, I’m really interested in hearing what you have to say 😊

I'm sorry to say I have very little knowledge of this subject. However, my impression is that women in harems wore very similar clothing to women NOT in harems! Higher-status women in harems (sultans' wives, sultans' female relatives, etc) wore higher-status clothes, and lower-status women (female servants and slaves) wore lower-status clothes. Harems also included men: eunuchs and male children under 12. So your best bet would be to research Ottoman clothing from whatever era you're talking about, since the harem was an institution that lasted for centuries and clothing styles change over time.

One big warning about this topic: there is a LOT of misinformation out there. Westerners have been romanticizing the idea of "the harem" for CENTURIES, so there are a lot of bad takes out there from "all the women sat around naked much the time! all the women in the harem were there to have sex with the sultan!" to "the harem was an institution specifically designed to oppress women! it is a symbol of the decadent and wicked east!"

Does anybody have any good sources on harem life/clothing?

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On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

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‼️Finally a ceasefire, We will return home‼️

Hello, I'm Lama from Gaza... I lost everything I owned... my house, my job and our car... 😞

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the way i not only have nothing for baby but i also searched for babe and i have zero mention of that either. i’m devastated. what the hell have i been writing. as an apology to not only caswen fandom but to myself, i’m gonna write a snippet that’s connected to no fic at all lmao:

“Ow,” Ricky whines, jerking away from the antiseptic soaked cotton pad.

“If you keep squirming it’s just gonna take longer,” EJ tells him as he valiantly tries to hold Ricky’s chin steady to dab carefully at the cut on Ricky’s cheek.

Ricky huffs and re-settles himself on the edge of Ashlyn’s sink, rhythmically kicking his heel against the cabinet to the beat of the song he can hear playing from the party downstairs. Briefly, EJ presses a little too hard and it stings like hell so Ricky whines again, partly for the principle of the thing but mostly ‘cause he’s just a little bitch.

“Shh, baby,” EJ murmurs distractedly, and Ricky abruptly goes still.

It’s just a stupid pet name, it’s not a big deal, EJ probably wasn’t even thinking when he said it, but Ricky runs it on loop in his brain: baby, baby, baby.

When he and Nini had been together they’d laughed at pet names, thought they were cringey and lame; Ricky especially had thought he was above all that. Now he’s sitting in EJ’s bathroom, fixated on EJ calling him baby so casually and so easily that it’s making a flush creep up Ricky’s neck and his stomach flip over on itself.

EJ keeps cleaning the cut on his cheek, apparently absolutely unaware of Ricky’s current internal little freakout.

“You still with me, Bowen?” EJ says after a few moments, tapping one of his fingers against Ricky’s jaw. Ricky swallows, tries not to think about the press of EJ’s fingers, EJ’s thumb tilting his chin up like– like a prelude to something else. He can feel the flush rising into his cheeks.

“I’m swallowing my pain,” Ricky says, and it comes out a little shaky, a little low.

Ricky watches the corner of EJ’s mouth curl up. “So brave,” EJ coos mockingly.

Now that Ricky’s paying attention, he can feel the heat of EJ bleeding into his hoodie where he’s standing between – oh, god – Ricky’s spread legs. EJ suddenly pulls away, crouching down to dig through one of the under counter cabinets and Ricky takes the opportunity to suck in a shaky breath. Get it together, Bowen.

EJ pulls up to his full height again, this time with a bandaid. “Oh, I can–” Ricky starts, but EJ’s already leaning in again.

“I got you,” EJ murmurs, and his tone is so low, so gravelly, that Ricky’s stomach swoops again. EJ gently presses the bandaid to Ricky’s cut, smoothing down the edges.

And then he’s just standing there, between Ricky’s legs, cupping Ricky’s jaw.

“Thanks,” Ricky tells him. His voice sounds very small.

EJ studies him for moment and for one brief second Ricky swears EJ’s gaze drops to his mouth but then–

“Yo, are you done? Some of us have to pee,” Kourtney says through the door and Ricky fumbles back, EJ’s hand slipping from his face. EJ moves away to let Kourtney in, looking over his shoulder at Ricky like he’s about to say something but by the time Ricky slides off the sink EJ’s already gone.

Kourtney smirks at him. “What?” he asks, a little defensively. She reaches up to tap his cheek, just over the bandaid.

“Cute,” is all she says. He glances at himself in the mirror as he’s leaving and sees what she was talking about.

The bandaid’s covered in little hearts.

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