What if watching the Olympics together would spark something in her that I cannot control?
Somehow, we learn that modesty is about externals. About hemlines. About shame. About sex. Yet is it?
A story about letting myself and other people off the hook as much as it is a story about harnessing up under the yoke of Heaven. It's a story about hosiery and one fateful phone call.
It's time to stop using modesty as a blanket excuse to avoid difficult conversations. The stakes are too high.
"...you must be correct to assume
That I am “just like every other Jew”
Whatever that means…
Since you’re one too "
Oh hey, look. Chaya Kurtz is blogging about fashion!
Chaya Lester tells it like it is from the other side of the mechitza. A skirt on the outskirts of another ritual act.
