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Tehran, July 21, 2005. It is 24-year-old Mariam’s wedding day. She is getting married to Mehti. During the wedding, women and men are not allowed to mingle. The men celebrate in one room, women in another, and the bride and groom eat their wedding dinner alone in a third room. No alcohol is served. Everyone drinks Fanta.

WEDDED BLISS, IRANIAN STYLE - PART 1

Love and Marriage Under Wraps


TEXT AND PHOTOS BY SANNA SJÖSWÄRD - BILDBYRÅN SILVER

I was born in Iran in 1973. My biological mother was unable to take care of me, so I was placed in a children’s home in Tehran when I was just a few months old. I lived there for the first four years of my life, and then in 1977 I was adopted by my Swedish parents.

In 2000 I went back to Iran. I found my birth mother, Sedighre, by taking out an ad in a local paper. I discovered that I had two sisters and that we had lost our biological father, Abolfazi, to an addiction. He died in ’92.

My parents met at a very young age. She was 18. My father started abusing drugs and alcohol soon after. He used to lock Sedighre up in a room and go out for the night. When he came back in the morning he would unlock the door. My mum told me she was very afraid toi be alone.

I’ve been back many times, and during one trip, one of my sisters got married. I took these photos during the wedding.
Sanna just published a book called Roots. It’s about her going back to Iran to find her biological mother. To look at it, go to Sannafoto.se.

In the morning Mariam has gone to a beauty salon to pluck her eyebrows and remove facial hair. She will also try on the wedding dress and have her hair styled.



At the salon Mariam is having her makeup done with a silver marker pen for eyeliner. She struggles to endure the pain. The text on the pen says: “Warning, avoid contact with eyes, can lead to blindness.”



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