New Headcovering Business

This is for my friend Alana’s new business. Go check it out!

The HC in the RV

Even though I know the physical landscape in the Roanoke Valley and still know some people here, I am approaching this community as a much different person than when I left. What changed?

• Married.
• Older and, maybe, a tad wiser?
• Fatter (oh well).
• And dressed modestly with a headscarf.

That last one was the kicker. Or so I thought. We were driving around doing a gazillion errands last week and I had this creeping anxiety in the pit of my stomach. What was making me nervous? Oh, DUH, I was subconsciously preparing myself for the inevitable staring or semi-rude questions about my attire.

But that didn’t happen. I did not catch anyone open-mouthed staring. No questions asked. As the week progressed, the anxiety melted away. You see, in Oklahoma, folks reacted much, much differently. Their mothers never taught them bold faced staring is rude.

Miss Maggie reminded me that there are several groups of conservative Mennonites nearby with various modes of modest dress. My eclectic boho-hippie chic summer garb is not exactly akin to cape dresses, but if it is close enough in other peoples’ minds, I’ll take the social ease.

Addendum thought: Catergorically thinking, a woman with a long dress/skirt and fabric covering her hair, is not uncommon or weird in this town. I can live with that. I can also be upfront with acquantainces or neighbors about exactly why I choose this manner if the subject comes up.

One Year Headcovering Anniversary

This week one year ago, I began wearing the covering daily in public.

And I haven’t looked back…