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Купальники для мусульманок: фото
Більшість жінок на літній сезон мають у власному гардеробі кілька купальників, які вони підбирають відповідно до власних смаків. Хтось любить суцільну купальну одежу, коли плавки поєднуються з верхньою частиною. Хтось любить яскраві насичені тони, а хтось – темні. Дівчата полюбляють бікіні, які також бувають різними за кольором і кроєм.
Звичайно, важливо, щоб купальник гарно сидів на фігурі, підкреслював її переваги і приховував недоліки. Саме за таким принципом вибирають жінки купальний одяг.
У такому питанні не позаздриш жінкам-мусульманкам, що зобов’язані прикривати цілком власне тіло, залишаючи відкритими лише обличчя, кисті рук і ступні.
Ось як виглядають їхні купальні костюми:
A Mother’s Unwavering Love
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A mother accidentally left her child behind on the train
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The Key to Happiness
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My Son Brought a Psychiatrist Home to Declare Me Legally Incompetent, Not Realising the Doctor Was My Ex-Husband and His Own Father
Mum, open up. Its me. And I havent come alone. Jamess voice through the door was unnervingly firm, almost businesslike....
An Elderly Woman Living in Poverty Fed Two Hungry Children for Months… Then They Vanished Without Saying Goodbye. Twenty Years Later, the Truth Finally Emerged.
An elderly woman fed two hungry boys for months then they vanished without saying goodbye. Twenty years later, the truth...
The Girl Upstairs
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FIFA: The Ultimate Football Experience
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In a quiet English village during the wartime year of 1943, she wore mourning for her soldier husband with such grace that all the neighbours gossiped with envy. Her new suitor seemed almost too perfect, and everyone waited for his true colours to show. But when the mask finally slipped, it wasn’t his to fall—it was that of their grown-up daughter, when she tried to reclaim what was never really hers.
In the bleak days of 1943, in a quiet English village tucked far from the worlds roar, she wore her...