A fascinating New York City museum exhibit looks at black women’s hair and nails. Don’t wait for the Jewish version.
How an adopted ritual helped one convert make peace with her unruly mane
Covering my hair makes me feel like part of the Orthodox community. But how I cover it makes me feel like an individual.
When I got married, my sheitel was a symbol of my vows and my Orthodoxy. Then it became a symbol of my discontent.
How people treat us in public often depends on what we’re wearing on our heads, whether it’s my wig or his yarmulke
Tablet Fiction: a haunting tale of sexual abuse among the Orthodox
Other Orthodox women cover their hair with beautiful sheitels. Why does mine make me look like Marge Simpson?