I don’t know how to feel about Lindsay Lohan’s new embrace of the ‘mashallah’
The 31-year-old actress and former child star of classic teen films like The Parent Trap and Mean Girls has been spotted sporting the hijab at London Modest fashion week, an event promoting Muslim fashion brands.
It joins a long list of suspicious Muslim-related activity for the star, including walking around Brooklyn with a Quran and an appearance on a Turkish TV show where she told the host she was researching the religion after being given the text by Saudi friends.
"They gave me the Quran and I brought it to New York because I was learning," she said.
"It opened doors for me to experience spiritually, to find another true meaning. This is who I am."
Last year she reportedly updated her Instagram bio to read "Alaikum salam" (meaning 'with you be peace') before deleting it.
I mean on one hand, welcome sister.
On the other hand do we really need another unstable recruit in the ranks?
I mean I’m all about supporting a celebrity's quest for inner peace.
It's tough being a celebrity. Lindsay has talked openly about her difficult relationship with her family, stints in rehab and break up with millionaire Egor Tarabasov.
I do think Lindsay has a genuine, if admittedly hamfisted and slightly exhibitionist interest in her new enthusiasm.
(I mean who actually walks around with a Quran? In front of paparazzi?)
Meanwhile actual Muslims have learned to suppress all Muslim-related activity in public a long time ago, including saying hello in your native language.
I’m always a little wary of the rebel’s interest in Islam.
It very much smacks of the teenage white girl getting a tattoo to annoy her parents.
I mean with ISIS and global women’s rights, we have enough problems, without being forced to go into damage control on the clueless pronouncements of troubled existential white kids joining the party.
Islam is serious business. You can’t just blow some candles and throw some spells, New Age style.
There’s the fasting (30 days), no booze, dietary laws, and a bunch of other rituals that require a bit of work.
There’s stares in the street and uncomfortable silences and discrimination and constantly explaining “No I am not crazy/extreme/nuts….”
Not to mention the dramas of getting on a plane.
So Lindsay, if you’re down, you gotta be down for all of it, not just when the hummus runs out and the hijab starts feeling tired.
If all else fails there’s always Kabbalah and Deepak Chopra.
