Islam believes that exposing women’s hair will cause men to have evil thoughts, so they must be wrapped.
I remember that when I (the author of this article) was waiting for the plane to Tehran, the capital of Iran, at Athens Airport in Greece, the boarding gate had not yet opened. Several Iranian girls around me had already "acted". They took out scarves and robes from their bags. She covered her whole body with the next two strokes, and she was totally different from before.
Tehran, after all, is the capital. Compared with the holy cities of Qom and Mashhad, it is relatively open and relaxed. The girls here can hang their headscarves on their heads, and the gowns are also colorful. They also invented a smart phone APP in private to respond to raids by religious police-whoever found their figure on the street can mark their location on the software to remind other women to tidy up their appearance. Be safe.
In addition to fighting wits on the headscarf, these women also strive to make nails, hair, makeup and even noses as works of art according to their own wishes.
Iran is the country that loves nose plastic surgery the most in the world. Approximately 200,000 people in Iran undergo nose plastic surgery each year, and it is the world's famous capital of nose beauty.
Beautiful noses are naturally expensive, but the girls still enjoy it: some people will work for a few years and save the money for the beautiful noses, and even others will not hesitate to borrow from the bank, even if they bear high interest, they have to build one. New nose.
In fact, besides their passion for beautiful noses, they also choose to elevate their cheekbones, thicken their lips, and dye their blonde hair... These Iranian women believe that the strict requirements for dressing make it impossible for them to show their beauty, so they have no choice but to put on their faces. "Work harder."
This behavior is often criticized as ridiculous by the outside world, but it just shows that these women do not give up their pursuit of beauty in any way.
Although the movie "Female Agent" is very ordinary, one of the plots impressed me: the heroine employed by the Israeli intelligence agency Mossad was invited to a private party in Tehran. When I opened the door, I realized that it was like returning to the Western "Elysium": the girls took off their gowns and scarves; at the same time, the way they greet other men is no longer just nodding away from a long distance, everyone They all switched to the French upper-class model—kissing each other on the cheek three times; rock music mixed with traditional Persian music and Western elements, bombarding the roof fiercely...
I thought of the "Persian night" experienced in Tabriz, Iran. ", it's exactly the same.
Later, I arrived in Dhakashang and stayed at the local sofa master's house. As soon as I walked in, I was attracted by the 50-inch ultra-thin TV, and I didn’t even have time to greet the owner of the sofa. On TV, the male singer kept showing off his strong six-pack abs while singing in front of the camera, while the dancing girls were all wearing T-shirts and short skirts, making lip-biting and blowing kisses in front of the camera.
Is this still Iran?
The owner of the sofa waved her hand. She had been surprised by the reaction of the sofa guest: "This is a satellite TV with 24 channels. Although it is illegal, any shop on the side of the road buys equipment for installation." The picture at home is also very divided: at this time, my sister is sitting on the Persian carpet, solemnly performing evening prayers, while the sister on the side sits leisurely on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and following the famous song "Poker" by Lady Gaga on TV. "Face" swayed from side to side.
Come to the underground gymnasium of high-end apartments, all kinds of equipment for leg training, back training, and arm training are all available. Here, a girl wearing a headscarf is pushing iron under the guidance of another personal trainer wearing a headscarf; over there, another girl is doing hip pushes one after another.
This has become an absolute forbidden place for men.
Another forbidden area for men is the women's billiard hall. The girls walked in here, under the "cover" of the dim light, took off their headscarves, peeled off a piece of chewing gum and put them in their mouths, chewed and set up the billiard balls, and then stooped down ably, closed one eye, aimed, struck, and hit In the middle of the target, childlike pride and joy immediately appeared on his face.
