Do You 'Scarve'?

I have become a woman who 'scarves'.

Not to be confused with a woman who scarfs. Although I also do that. Which is, perhaps, one reason why I am a woman who now scarves.

So what is this scarving thing, exactly?  I'd seen it happen to others. Females who'd started wearing puffy colourful lengths of cloth wound around their neck, dripped and draped over their decolletage.

I remember wondering 'Hmmm, that seems to be a new look for her... I wonder what prompted that new look... I wonder where she gets those scarves... I wonder how much they cost.'

I was mildly intrigued, to be sure, but more as an observer rather than a participant (story of my life, TBH)

Until... I wanted to be scarved.

I wanted a nice bright red scarf. For International Women's Day. For solidarity.

But I wasn't sure how to procure such a thing. Many options raced through my mind. Many forays (internet and bricks-and-mortar) made unsuccessfully.

Nevertheless I persisted... and eventually managed to find a budget shop in the local mall selling cheesy nylon scarves as 'pashminas' (a total disgrace to a proper pashmina, of course.)  But they did have a red one. And now I really needed one. So I paid my $5 to the indifferent cashier and walked away with my treasure.

• I wound it around my neck. 
• I draped it over my decolletage. 
• I dripped it over my expanding middle. 

And I had my 'Aha' moment. Scarves can be a wonderful thing for the wearer.  It's like an invisibility cloak. It can hide neck wattles... lizard skin on the breastbone... ponderous, saggy bits... and all the lumpy stuff below*.

That cheap red scarf immediately became a cornerstone of my wardrobe. Then I found a nice blue patterned one that I'd been given a few years before but had relegated to a side drawer. In a heartbeat, it became much more valuable. I embraced scarving. And now:

• Every outfit is dressed with a voluminous scarf. 
• I feel naked without it. 
• It is the answer for all of my middle-aged body problems. 

Mind you, as time has passed, I am starting to think it's not a cure but a crutch. But I'm not quite ready to give up my scarving and the invisibility that I think it provides.  

So I'll ponder it for a bit longer. I'll wish I didn't feel the need to 'scarve'. I'll promise to moisturize, eat less and exercise more. 

T-Dog showing a fabulous drape

But in the meantime, if you know of a place that sells great big scarves, let me know. 

*Note to reader: Although this is what motivates my personal scarving, this won't be true for all scarvers. Many are simply fashionable people - those are the ones who actually know how to artfully drape a scarf, instead of just bundling it in a mess around their shoulders (comme moi).