I have always had a fascination with Mennonites, to the point of wearing headcoverings by choice (largely for fun). Today my wife and I went to a small Mennonite town and found a store that sold traditional clothes. I’m thrilled with my new bonnet! I spend the afternoon dancing around the kitchen making soap.
There is something spiritual for me in covering my hair. It’s like casting a circle and creating sacred space. Sometimes I cover my head for prayer, which marks out the moment as being special. It’s such a simple thing, and even a fun thing. In my mind, there should be no controversy in one’s choice to cover her hair.