Scarves . . . I have an obsession with scarves. It used to be earrings, but now it is scarves. You can take a plain old solid colored outfit, add a scarf and bam—you’ve got a look. The boring now becomes interesting, whimsical, bold, flowing, graceful . . . and, at the very least, colorful. But scarf-wearer beware: there is great skill required when wearing a scarf. I have had a little woven number get tangled up in an earring (this explains my past obsession), a fringed winter model flop into my tomato soup, that silky spring sheer slide right off into the toilet bowl, and in a frightening Isadora Duncan moment, an infinity get looped around my office door handle! So, why bother? Well, there are two sides to every coin. The right scarf can cover any and all coffee stains, hide that line of projectile spit up that naturally occurred between daycare drop-off and work, fluff up the flat-chested, and offset the middle-aged belly bumps. So it is my opinion the pros of scarf-wearing definitely outweigh the cons—and no matter how risky, it is still infinitely safer than sporting a pair of stilettos.
Long live the scarf!
Editor’s note: Eight scarves are connecting 87 University of Dayton women. Each woman will spend a day with the scarf before meeting another woman and sharing the scarf with her. After this exchange, each woman will reflect on her experience during her time with the scarf. This post is the fourth in a series.