Shane: “4pm: Wallow in self pity. 4:30pm: Stare into the abyss. 5pm: Solve world hunger (tell NO ONE!). 6:30pm: Dinner with me (I can’t cancel that again.) 7pm: Wrestle with my self loathing” I’m booked!
Shane: Of course if I bumped the self-loathing to 9pm, I could still be done in time to lay in bed and slip slowly into madness, but what would I wear!?
hey, jw - do you know anything about traditional ways north african and especially moroccan jews used to do their hair?
Yeah! This is a big topic and the answer is basically “it depends where and when…” Traditional hairstyles and head-coverings differed greatly between single and married women (I assume you’re talking about women), between rural and urban areas, and between the pre-colonial and (post-)colonial periods.
In general, young women kept their hair covered with a simple scarf, and/or sometimes braided (as in this photo from Ksar-es-Suq / Er-Rachidia, 1946). In rural areas, married women wore various types of headdresses, some quite elaborate, which differed from region to region. Some examples (with great explanatory posts from my friend Maya):
the mehdor, a kind of wide headband of silver wire and fabric, worn in central Morocco
the grun (”horns”), a coiled horizontal headdress covered with cloth, worn in the southern Atlas Mountains
the sarma, a tall conical headdress of cut metal, worn in coastal Algeria (there’s a similar type of headdress, more pointed, worn in Tunisia)
Above: Two married Jewish girls, Erfoud, ca. 1935 (photo by Jean Besancenot) — the girl on the left is wearing the grun headdress.
One great source for you is Jean Besancenot’s 1940 book Costumes du Maroc (it was reprinted in 1988 and can be found or requested in most libraries)… He spent several years in the late 1930s documenting clothing and jewelry styles with photographs and drawings, and had a strong focus on Jewish communities. You can actually see some of his original negatives of Moroccan Jews here (just scroll over for the flipped positive version).
Above: A young Jewish woman from Tinghir (Todgha valley, Atlas), wearing a headdress of woven hair covered with a coin-diadem known as a sfifa. Photo by Besancenot, ca. 1934-9.
In rural areas, these complex traditional headdresses lasted well into the 20th century. In more urban areas, the influence of French and other European fashions meant that by the 19th century, Jewish women had adopted simple colourful scarves, as seen in many of the Orientalist paintings of Jewish women by Delacroix and others.
By the 20th century, many of the Jews in the large urban centres of Fes, Casablanca, Rabat, etc. had adopted European fashion to the extent that women usually wore their hair in French styles without any covering at all, as you can see in this photo from the 50s or 60s — the bride is wearing a traditional headdress as part of the keswa el-kbira, but the other women have short uncovered hair in a European style.
Hope this helps point you in good directions — good luck researching!
tell me about your day. how is teagan? favorite type of clothing? lemonade or iced tea? swiming or running? reading or writing? skirts or dresses? leggings or jeans? sunsets or rain? clouds or sunshine? what's the weather like rn? tea or coffee? do you like to wear makeup? mountains or valleys? desert or forest?
My day was… mediocre? Most of my weekdays are, however, some of my workplace drama is beginning to die down. So that’s good. And I went to the grocery store today. So I’m proud of myself for getting that done. Teagan is great! She’s right next to me, purring and being dumb. Hun and I are gonna get another cat very soon, maybe next month <3 Iced tea is my favorite, but I am never opposed to mixing the two together. Also, have you ever had the frosted lemonade from chic fil a? It’s amazing. Swimming!!! I love swimming so much, omg. Reading is probably my favorite of the two, because I struggle with several-years-long writers blocks. Dresses :) Leggings in the house, but jeans in public. I’m a little too self conscious to wear leggings in public unless the shirt I’m wearing is reeeeaally long. RAIN. GIVE ME ALL THE RAIN, PLEASE. I once googled “which states get the most rain fall per year” because I’m only truly happy on rainy days for some reason. Sunshine is good, but a completely clear sky is somewhat unsettling for me. Nothing wrong with a couple clouds <3 The weather is 71 degrees, and dropping because the sun is going down. It was pretty hot earlier today, almost 90! I love hot tea and hot coffee, so it depends if I’ve had a meal recently I guess? (Coffee is too acidic on an empty stomach.) I occasionally wear mascara and lipstick, if I’m feeling in the mood for it. I never wear any other kind of make up, and I don’t even know how to use that stuff honestly. How about… a valley between two mountains? :) And definitely forest <3
Kate I love you SO much. Thank you for sending so many questions, the distraction was really nice.
I did take some liberty in how it’s designed, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to get creative in the meaning behind proposing with the pendant.
I’d like to imagine that in the game, people who propose to their significant other decorate their pendant with whatever symbolizes their relationship. Although in my case I didn’t really have anyone in mind.
This is an old photo that I had taken in Wear’s Valley while on the way to Pigeon Forge a few years ago. If there is one thing I love about heading to the Smokies first thing of the morning, it’s to see the fog billowing over the mountains.
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A few days ago, K & I went on an unexpectedly nice hike. Which is not to say we weren’t expecting the hike to be nice, it’s just that it was nice in unexpected ways. We walked the Little Greenbrier Trail from Wear Cove Gap and then took the Little Brier Gap Trail to Metcalf Bottoms. We more or less arbitrarily picked this trek because we didn’t have a lot of time (we went after K got off work around 4:00 or so), so we chose a short hike on a trail relatively close to us.
At first, it was simply a pleasant hike with some nice views of the mountains and some a panoramic view of Wears Valley, which really would have been enough. It was what we were expecting and looking forward to. But, after we turned on Little Briar Gap Trail, we found a lot of fascinating sights along the way.
First of all, we came across a trail with a sign letting us know that the Walker Sisters cabin was that way. We decided to go check it out.
At the time, we didn’t know much about the Walker Sisters, other that there are always tons of books about them at all of the Smoky Mountains National Park visitors centers and gift shops. Since then, we looked them up a little and they were pretty awesome.
That’s the homestead where the five spinster Walker sisters all lived until their deaths. When the National Parks Service was creating Smoky Mountains National Park in the 1930s, they had to buy up the property to form the park from whoever owned it at the time, but the Walker sisters did not want to sell. They had no intention of leaving their home. Ultimately, the Parks Service and the Walkers came to a compromise: the sisters would sell their land for the park on the condition that they could continue living their for the rest of their lives. The last Walker sister didn’t die until the mid-1960s, and for all those years, they continued living in the small cabin which had no electricity or indoor plumbing. They were definitely some tough old broads who had no intention of selling out, whether it was to the Parks Service or to the mod cons of the industrial age.
This is the Walker sisters’ refrigerator, aka the springhouse. It’s the building to the far left in the above picture of the whole yard. It’s a little building with a stone floor and a creek running through it. And it was indeed noticeably cooler than the outside air.
The cabin consists of two sections: a small, one-room single-story cabin and a larger two-story section built onto the original structure. The two buildings don’t have a door leading from one to the other. The porch has two doors leading to the two separate rooms.
The door to the right leads to the smaller room, which the Walkers used as a kitchen.
There was this bunch of random junk on a shelf in the kitchen. I guess it was left by the last Walker sister, but I don’t know for sure.
The kitchen has a nice sized fireplace, but there’s an even larger one in the main room of the cabin. This is it:
This ladder leads up to the second story, which is another large open room:
The third and final structure on the Walker property (in the middle, back behind a bush in the picture above) is the corn crib, which was apparently more of a catch-all storage shed than a corn storage facility.
We didn’t know anything about the building while we were there, and we were pretty perplexed by it. That little window on the ride side you can see there? That’s the only way in and out of the structure. But it’s like two feet off the ground. We thought it might have been some sort of chicken coop maybe, since it had a latch on the window/door. But no, it’s just a strange door leading into a strange little building.
After leaving the Walker property, we came across several interesting and kind of scary sights along the trail. First was this:
If you can’t read that, it says “NPS WILD HOG TRAP DO NOT DISTURB” and it is, indeed, a wild hog trap. Apparently the parks have been having problems with wild boars lately. And those are animals you do not want to meet. And the signs of wild boars did not end there. Next we saw this:
This is a weird burrow off the side of the trail where a boar has been using its tusks to forage. And it’s a pretty huge burrow, which to us indicated a pretty huge boar. Finally, we started seeing a lot of these:
There were tons of rocks in the trail with these scratches which seem to have come from boar tusks. So, the rest of our hike was spent with the spectre of a possible wild boar sighting/attack looming over us, but we didn’t let that spoil our fun.
There was still a lot to see nature-wise along the trail, particularly a little stream with small waterfalls scattered here and there all along the way.
A little later, we came upon the Little Greenbrier School, which was built by the Walker sisters’ father (who also built their home). And next to the school was a little graveyard, which seemed like it would have been kind of depressing for the kids going to school there.
The desks were all still in the school, but unfortunately the whole place (desks, walls, floor) was covered with graffiti and carvings of all sorts. That’s one more nice thing about the Walker sisters’ property: since it’s not as near a road or camping area as this school happens to be, it has almost no graffiti. Some of the school’s graffiti was recent, but some of them might have dated back to when it was an actual functioning school.
This carving from 1929 was on the door. Or at least is says 1929. I guess I could carve any old date I wanted in the wall, 1776, 1492, whatever, but it wouldn’t make it actually that year. Oh well.
After the school, we went through Metcalf Bottoms to the picnic area. The picnic area is alongside a picturesque river. We took a few photos here, but by that time it was getting quite late and the pictures didn’t come out too well. After Metcalf Bottoms, it was a short walk up the road back to the trailhead where we started from. Between the various trails we walked, we walked somewhere between three-and-a-half and four miles. And we managed to do it all without being killed and eaten by wild boars.