I'm wondering how you deal with photographs. I mean, by that, photos with your head uncovered. Photographs from before I was married don't feel like a problem. It was, in context, nothing that people couldn't see by seeing me in person at that point. But what about now? A picture is not real life. And yet, I'm hesitant.
This last Friday night, we ate at home, and didn't go to shul first. So I didn't get dressed for the outside world- neither in how I covered my body nor how I covered my head. I could have thrown a shawl around my shoulders and still taken a photograph for this blog- but I didn't. It didn't feel appropriate.
On the surface, that's completely logical- I wouldn't show photos of myself that show other parts of my body that I usually cover- no matter how acceptable that is in contemporary American society. (Notice that I never questioned that I'd have thrown something around my shoulder...) Why is hair different?
My husband tries to remind me that I don't cover my hair because I think that it's erva- I do it because that's how Jewish women indicate that they're married, and out of yirat shamayim. Nevertheless, it doesn't feel right to show a picture like that. Sometimes, I just listen to my instincts.