For once, thanks are due to the failing Bristol Post website for alerting me to essential items I will need when I celebrate the end of Ramadan, as I almost always* do. The online beauty trader, Look Fantastic, says the Post, “has found the best beauty products to elevate your Eid makeup look. From Estee Lauder, benefit and YSL, to MUA favourites such as Rodial, this beauty lineup is sure to leave you looking glamorous.” Looking in the mirror this morning, I realise that if I am going to celebrate properly, I need all the help I can get. What to buy? Here’s my shortlist”
- 24 hour brow setter clear brow gel
- Love shine lipstick
- Double wear stay in place make up
- Sunset kiss liquid blush
- Glitter and glow liquid eye shadow
I am sorely tempted by Charlotte’s Super Nudes Easy Eye Palette, whatever that is, although I am more than a little concerned if that description of the product might not fall within the Quran’s instruction to be modest. Having said that, I’m not a woman, so I guess I can do what the fuck I like.
Unfortunately, it seems, I may have missed the boat when it comes to Bristol’s own Grand Iftar on St Marks Road which took place on Sunday evening and so avoided the golden opportunity to enjoy a hearty plate of cruelly killed Halal food, to wave a few pro-Palestinian flags and commemorate those killed in the Gaza conflict, obviously not the Jews though, and generally “grow spiritually and build stronger relationships with Allah”, as it says on the pages of the online National Geographic. I am sure I’d have drawn admiring glances in my Sunset kiss eye shadow as I passed by, but it was not to be.
At least the feast of Eid, ending the sheering pointlessness of Ramadan, was enjoyed by “hundreds of people from across Bristol”, according to the luvvies journal Bristol 24/7, and was, at least in my mind, the acceptable face of religion, at least to a point.
No one was compelled to attend, the event didn’t affect the lives of anyone who isn’t a muslim, unless you were trying to drive or park anywhere remotely near St Marks Road or ordering to get a taxi. Obviously, I strongly object to Halal meat and women being forced to cover up, and if I was world king I would take action to ban the former and have a debate about whether female oppression, as expressed in many religions, can be acceptable in the modern age, but I suppose that’s for another day.
Anyway, I need to get on with my order for beauty products to elevate my Eid makeup look. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.
* Almost doing all the heavy lifting, here.
