Religious dress has always fascinated me, in all of its incarnations. Through my many turns in and out of various religious expressions, I have come to love the idea of dressing in a manner that says, “I belong to Something/Someone Else”. I am a daughter of the King, and I want what I present to the world to be emblematic of that. Here’s the trouble: as a girl who will sit and watch American Idol while wearing a bonnet and apron in secret, I have to be realistic about who I am inherently.
