I met some new people today at a little marriage class held at my semi-local Chabad house. As the only other head coverer there besides the rebbetzin, my scarf turned the conversation to issues of modesty, covering, and family purity.
Now, as small a thing as a headscarf is, isn’t it amazing how it can do that? I didn’t say anything, and my purpose in wearing one has nothing to do with sparking conversation, but these other two women were suddenly putting their hands on their heads, touching their hair, and asking the rebbetzin questions about spiritual things.
Here’s what I think: headscarves are game-changers. They make their own statement, create their own atmosphere. And I like ’em.