Once we are married, my body is for his eyes only': Glamour model to
cover up and convert to Islam after falling for Tunisian lifeguard
Carley Watts, 24, is to marry Tunisian lifeguard Mohammed Salah, 25
Carley will move to Tunisia in October and convert to Islam
His parents will not be told about her career as they 'wouldn't understand'
Carley's two-year-old daughter Alanah will also move to Monastir
She used to spend her days posing in
her underwear but now glamour model Carley Watts, 24, is to cover up
after falling in love with Tunisian lifeguard, Mohammed Salah, 25.
model, from Dearham in Norfolk, met Salah during a holiday in Tunisia
in April and says she is so serious about the lifeguard she is set to
Islam to become his wife.
October, Carley and her daughter Alannah, two, will live close to his
family in the city of Monastir, where she will spend six months learning
about the faith - and planning their wedding.
Carley told theSunon
Sunday that her friends think she is mad and that this is just a phase:
'They can’t get their heads round me going from being
the last girl standing on every night out to wearing a veil and
converting to Islam. Meeting
Mohammed has made me really look at my life. I don’t want to be going
wild, flashing my boobs and falling out of nightclubs any more. But we
couldn’t be more different.
a glamour model I show off my boobs, dress up in kinky outfits and
generally act outrageous. Mohammed is solely focused on family life. If I’m drunk I like to take my clothes off and recently I walked all the way home from a nightclub totally starkers. I
love going to raves and staying up dancing all night in little tutus
and bra tops. Now my life is set to change beyond belief. I don’t have
any worries, though.'
Although Mohammed does know what Carley does for a living, she told the Sunthat his family aren't aware of her career and won't be told.
She explained that the fact she is a single mother was already enough of a shock for them.
said: 'He explained that he
loved me and wanted me to be his wife and they have come round to that.
He accepts that [glamour modelling] is what I do and doesn’t try to
change me. But he says once we are married my body is for his eyes
Single mothers are almost unheard of in Tunisia, where sex outside of marriage is frowned upon and is punishable by law.
'Single mums don’t exist in his world
and men who get unmarried women pregnant go to prison. It is all about
family and he idolises his mother,' she added.
are the kind of values I love about their culture. Women are treated
with respect and they also respect themselves and their bodies. They
don’t do one-night stands or casual flings. When I’m with Mohammed I feel so content, calm and happy. I know he’s the kind, family man for me.' (Daily Mail)
MICHELLE Leslie, the Sydney underwear model facing drugs charges in
Bali who made her name wearing next to nothing, has declared herself a
Muslim and adopted a burqa-style Islamic outfit covering her body from
head to toe.
Wearing black pants, shirt and a Muslim headdress
with netting covering her eyes as she was led from her police holding
cell to meet with her new legal team
yesterday, the 24-year-old Antz Pantz model made it clear her week in
the Bali lock-up had inspired a new devotion. "Michelle as a Muslim made
the decision to wear the hijab (head-covering) to find solace with God,
not for any other purpose," family spokesman Sean Mulcahy said
However, her Australian solicitor Ross Hill, who is
working with Ms Leslie's team of five Indonesian lawyers, earlier said
the veil was intended to shield his client from media attention. "That
(the outfit) is just something that we all thought about just to keep
her covered, you know, we're just trying to keep things down," he said.
Ms Leslie, who is of Australian and Filipina heritage, regularly models
underwear and swimwear, and last year appeared in little more than body
paint at a raunchy photo shoot.
Mr Mulcahy would not comment
on how long Ms Leslie had been a Muslim or whether her career in
modelling conflicted with her beliefs.
Leslie dropped out of Adelaide Catholic private school, Sacred Heart College, at 15 to pursue a full-time modelling career.
Ms Leslie has shrouded her face and upper body with a sarong since her
arrest at an open-air party in Bali, when police found two small pink
pills thought to be ecstasy in her handbag.
Hasan Ali, the Bali
chief of the Indonesian Council of Islamic scholars, said everybody of
religion was free to practise it as they saw fit. "But if it's a lie,"
he added, "it's a sin."
Mr Mulcahy said Ms Leslie's parents had
been advised not to come to Bali, and the model's friend, Norah Cullen,
was comforting her.
Ms Leslie faces a maximum penalty of 15 years in prison for possession of a psychotropic drug.
Meanwhile, police said random urine tests on nightclubbers and party-goers in Bali had yet to net any foreigners.
National police drug directorate deputy director Indradi Tanos said it
was possible that foreigners could be arrested and prosecuted as the
"It has happened to Indonesian citizens. It
has proceeded to the court," he said. "They (foreigners) could be
deported, but the procedure is still being decided," he said.
Foreign Minister Alexander Downer warned that Australians who tested
positive in Indonesia would be arrested and "almost certainly" face a
A woman wearing hijab enters the 7 train. She glances around and
smiles, searching for a friendly face. Heads turn and eyes stare back.
A strange silence envelopes the subway car. The woman walks towards
an empty seat and sits down, selects a new song on her IPod, sips from
her coffee and closes her blue eyes. She pretends she doesn't notice
the stares, the tension and the energy in the air. She asks God to
surround her with healing energy, love and light. She asks to be able
to stand up and speak up for herself when necessary and to respond
appropriately from the right place. She asks for patience, guidance and
wisdom. She asks for it to all be made easy for her.
That woman used to be me. It ain't easy being green, especially in this time of heightened
Islamophobia. Ignorance begets fear, and fear introduces the concept of
the "Other." The anti Islam rhetoric consumes our newspapers and news
channels. It fills the heads, homes and hearts of citizens, immigrants
and children all over the United States, and it invades the daily lives
of many Muslims with harassment and discrimination. It has filled me
with a need to speak out through writing.
Let me introduce myself: My name is Kim Joseph, and I am a convert to
Islam. I attended church camp, I sold Girl Scout cookies door to door, I
went to homecoming and prom and I sang in the school choir. You may
now know me as your friendly hijabbi-wearing barista who works at
Starbucks. I cannot imagine being without America or Islam, without one
or the other I would be incomplete. I simply cannot be the Other.
My past experience wearing a hijab in New York City was full of
harassment and discrimination. I've had raw eggs thrown at me. I've
been called a traitor and a fucking terrorist bitch. I have been
verbally abused publicly on the streets, subway, restaurants and at
work. No one assisted me at any time when I was mistreated. Not one
single person said anything on the train when a man yelled and screamed
at me for being me. For being Muslim. I asked that man if he got some
sick sort of pleasure from harassing women on the train. He said he was
harassing my religion, not me.
My faith in God flows through and from my very essence. I cannot be separated from it.Many people told me they didn't like me or my country of origin. I
would respond, "Well, you don't like America then because I am from
Ohio." That is spelled O-H-I-O, and it is west of Pennsylvania. It's
the buckeye state, y'all. Where am I really from? Where are my parents
from? If you must know I am German, Croatian, Slovak and Welsh. I am a
"typical" American, a zesty and tangy Heinz 57, if you please.
Six years and seven Ramadan's ago, I began my walk with God by way of
the religion of Islam. I am finally reaching a place of fluidity and
individuality within that path. I have stripped myself of all the
societal pressures from the Muslim community to conform, and I am now
finding my Islam, my Surrender. I have learned that it is much more
important to me to perform my acts of worship from an internal place.
Wearing a hijab made me extremely aware of what kind of Muslim I was
"supposed" to be, thus making my practice very external. Much of my
worship was done from a place of obligation and not from a place of
sincerity. Because I had been looking inward in hope of discovering what
was truly sincere and from me, about three months ago, while shopping
at IKEA, I took off my hijab. I could no longer deny myself the right to
Since that day I have experienced a profound difference in the way
people treat me. I am safe. I am white. I am no longer the Other. I am
now "passing." Historically within the US, "passing" refers to when a
person is not of heterosexual orientation or is of more that one racial
heritage. A person might choose to identify with the heritage or sexual
orientation that does not give birth to prejudice and discrimination,
thus passing from one heritage or sexual orientation to the next.
Although I have chosen only to be my truest self, the result is that my
choice to unveil has liberated me from prejudice. I now exchange smiles
and conversations with neighbors and strangers, but I know now who my
real friends are.
Speaking of real friends, some of my Muslim friends avoid me like the
Plague. They must think unveiling is contagious. When I'm running
around the city it's very common to see Muslims. We're everywhere. I
may greet them with the traditional greeting of "Assalam alaykum," but
most times the greeting is not returned because I do not wear a hijab.
They assume I am not Muslim. They look me up and down or avoid my eyes
at all costs. Surely wishing someone, anyone, the peace and blessings
of God is a beautiful thing. I now understand that if I am going to
find community, I must search for and create that community. My
exploration for community has propelled me into the most active career
path of my life. For the first time I will be doing work that utilizes
my creative talent in writing. I will be teaching a creative writing
workshop called "Muslim Like Me" beginning in December at ICCNY. I have
joined "Khadijah's Caravan", a community-based organization that
connects people, places and communities through spiritually-based
activism. I have connected with a progressive Muslim meet-up group. I
am also entering the interfaith dialogue in the city.
So, when a woman with chin-length blonde highlighted hair enters the 7
train, know that she is much more than what appears on the surface. She
has a past, present and future self. She is constantly growing,
learning and trying to become tall and wide in her understanding and
compassion of herself and others. She never wanted to be treated
differently because of her racial heritage, and she despises this
unnecessary human limitation. She wishes the concept of the "Other"
wasn't a reality for so many people. She hates that she lives in a
world where gender equality will never be a reality. She deeply desires
that hypocrisy, racism, sexism, ageism, discrimination, prejudice and
superiority didn't run through the veins of society. She has promised
to begin with herself. (Huffington post)