Crap.

Yoni already did kippahs. 

Well, who cares.

I will also.

And I’m willing to bet

We may have different takes…

 

The Kippah. Yarmulke. Jew-cap. Skullcap. “Funny hat thing.” Synonyms.

It is a cloth, circular head-covering generally worn by religious Jewish males. As per Jewish codes of law, it is required to have this form of a covering on almost all the time, as a constant remembrance of G-d. This ruling is so strict that it is in fact forbidden to walk about 8 feet sans kippah!

For those who are more rightist, the kippah is generally only black.

For those who are what has been termed “Modern Orthodox,” the kippah can vary greatly in design and color. They often have sports team logos, colored patterns, names/initials (usually from bar mitzvahs), or intricate designs. They are generally a fashion choice like any other.

But as was said above, a lot of times the type of kippah can reveal a lot about how a person identifies within the many sects of the Jewish world.

Also, in an economic sense, kippahs are usually very expensive. Often people with interesting designs, like those featured in the exhibit, purchased them for upwards of 10-15$. If they have a person’s name or initials on them, it is likely they were free.

Regarding me specifically, I actually match my kippah and glasses in color and style.

Bold fashion statement, I know, I know.

*Takes a bow*

Such a choice of dress sends a certain message to people, or, at the very least, makes my face sorta memorable. This actually wasn’t planned, it happened mostly due to the serendipity of my brother wearing this kippah next to me one random day like 3 years ago.

Well, its a thing now.

Everyone’s doing it.

I found it surprising to see kippahs in the MoMA, but now that I really take a closer look, they really fit the exhibit’s mission statement.

Kippahs are a choice of fashion that have heavy ramifications in terms of identity, culture, religious belief, economic status, and having hat-hair.

Check any Jew’s head without his kippah, and chances are there is a dent in his hair there.

Now you know our secret…

Yoni!

How’d I do?