This may sound silly, but part of my own journey toward being more observant has been learning to do stuff that observant girls do, making up my own recipes for kugel, for example. Making luchos pudding pie for shavuos. I am far more inclined to relate spiritually with my domestic side (such an obscure concept in Judaism, right? -sarcasm-) than I am by, say, becoming shomer shabbos tomorrow (I know how to do that; I don’t know how to crochet a kippah). So, one step, one skill, one thing 7th grade girls learn at a time, I guess. It’s working for me, so far, and I know my path is my own.

-goofy- so, um, what does a gal have to do to get someone to mekarev her a little around here? Teach me to crochet and you’re savin’ up in the bank of heaven (I mean olam haba, of course).

I will keep throwing spaghetti at the wall until a piece sticks. My mother doesn’t know how to do this, and none of my aunts/ stepmother/ half-sister know how to do this. Sheva (oh, wait, you’re chassidish).

Gosh darn it, what’s wrong with knit kippot on Lubavitcher men? That should be like a freakin’ medal, your wife mekareved someone and you got the kippah out of the deal. Rock that knit, rabbosai! Who’s the real shaliach now? (I’m kidding, TRS.)

And you don’t have to be married to refer a woman to a woman, heck, you might wind up married, if you’re not careful, ’cause what’s more attractive than gender-appropriate outreach? [sha, peanut gallery, I'm trying to learn to crochet, here!] Quick, Nemo, find a girl with some skills for the open mic! Still kidding.)

(okay, I’m getting carried away, so I’ll stop; you get my point, though. I really want to learn how to do that — so I can have mad skills like some junior-high yeshiva girl. It’s dopey, but I would find it meaningful to me.)

My favorite kippah (non-srug), are the painted leather ones with band logos (Grateful Dead, Rolling Stones, phish, etc. google image search is a wonderful thing). If I were a guy, I’d probably wear a funky knit or black suede, though. Under an Indiana Jones hat, on Shabbos, just for fun.

“Why is that funny?”

i doubt too many people in monsey wear sruggies. so i thought it was funny that you mentioned hosting a crafts fair to teach the art of crocheting in monsey. (or did “I’d love to learn how to do that” refer to something else and i misread it?)

“All the girls know not to flirt with that dude because he’s wearing a badly crocheted but colorful yarmulka”

not that i know the difference in these things, but don’t you mean knitting rather than crocheting?

anyway, if your man was going out with the wrong girls if his kippot were poorly executed. back in the day everyone knew that good kippah knitting skills was an important quality when choosing a girl.

“do girls still do that”

not from what i can see, although i don’t exactly live in a MO stronghold. from personal experience, i can tell you than no one has made me one for many years (and my wife never learned to do knit kippot)

HESH:

i know my threats are insignificant, but i’m just going to stop commenting if you can’t fix all the bugs.

s(b) I was raised in CH, so my only yarmulka related skills are of the puff paint variety.

I’ve always wanted to learn to crochet them though so I could replace the cute ones my husband has from all of the girls before my time. It seems that girls knit or crochete yarmulkas for guys they liked way back when he was young – I wonder, do girls still do that? Is that a way of marking your territory? All the girls know not to flirt with that dude because he’s wearing a badly crocheted but colorful yarmulka?

1) suede (blue or black)
2) leather (any color, from white to black)
3) knitted (cooler if a girl knitted it for you and cooler if she signed the inside, but i don’t think this is still done?)
4) the paper-thin silky black crash helmet types that they syrians wore.

s(b.):

“I’d love to learn how to do that. Craft seminar in Monsey, sometime?”

that’s pretty funny