thefrumlifechoseme asked: Is it not tznius to wear perfume if you're not married (like if you're married I'm assuming it's 100% okay to wear it for your hubby)? Like FRUM guys have commented to me that I smell good and like duh I know I smell good, my perfume game is A+. But the fact that they're clearly noticing makes me think that maybe it's not tznius? (and btw no it's not as if they were super close to me, we were like in the same car). Opinion?
I’m going to be blunt and say this plainly because you asked for my opinion: If it is clearly noticeable then it isn’t tznius.
Expanding: Basically it is absolutely assur for a man(not your husband) to smell your perfume (similar to the idea of enjoying the sound of your voice). That is the baseline halacha from the Shulchan Aruch.
Obviously that opens up a whole can of worms on the perfume topic which is why any sefer on tznius will discuss the nature of scents and how much you can wear or should if at all wear. I’m not a perfume person honestly(I like the smell of my shampoo?) so I don’t even know how you apply it to be more or less but if you are into wearing it then I would definitely ask your rav(or rebbetzin) about specific guidelines.
The NYPD is looking into a series of attacks on #Jews in #Brooklyn. At least one attack was caught on surveillance tape. Some of the assaults may be part of a disturbing game, CBS 2’s John Slattery reported on Tuesday. — Brooklyn Rabbi: Gang Of Teens Playing Disturbing ‘Knock Out The Jew’ Game « CBS New York (via tefillin)
Reblog, Reblog Reblog, lost tribes blah -
What in the…
- Celts & lost tribes and apparently there are also some ‘interesting’ Yiddelach who believe these things…
- English royal family ‘Beis Dovid’ and ‘Pillar of Jacob’ in David’s throne.
- Dutch are Zevulon theory.
- Ugandan lost tribe…
- Incas are also part of the group (I couldn’t find the Aztec one, but I read it somewhere a long time ago).
- And lets not forget the Native Americans.
People are placing out candles all around the old #Jewish area in former #Eastberlin to remember the #Kristallnacht. The golden bricks are part of a bigger #Art Project by Gunter Demnig called #Stolpersteine (stumbling stone). He has investigated where murdered Jewish people lived before the war, created a golden stone with that person’s name etc and then placed it outside that house. Today there are more than 42.500 stones all around Europe. #holocaust (på/i Rosa-Luxemburg-Platz)
The Car Rests on the Sabbath!
Sticker on Rehov Strauss telling people not to drive on Shabbat. It sounds snappier in Hebrew - it’s a pun based on the root shin-bet-tav.
I don’t remember exactly when it became my shabbos bag. I imagine it was about the same time I started keeping shabbos. The bag is actually designed as a carry-on bag, fitting just perfectly in the airplane under the seat in front of you or in the overhead compartment and originally that is exactly how I used it. Not so coincidentally(nothing really is) when the time came I found it is also the perfect size when going away for shabbos.
I always find it a little funny when one of my hosts insists on carrying my shabbos bag to my assigned room of the week, almost to the point of being offended. It doesn’t happen every week but it certainly happens a lot. When they offer I am not too shy to say I am perfectly capable of carrying it. Most of the time this doesn’t really deter my ever eager hosts so I indulge them and hand it over. Why argue over? Heavy as it might seem weighed down after I stuff it with multiple pairs of shoes, books, clothing and occasionally the straighter, I have carried that thing around the world and back. Six countries and over fifty homes later by way of planes, trains, buses, taxis and tremps, safe to say I don’t really need help with my bag.
My mother always said it is extremely rude to invite yourself over to another person’s home. Along this line I used to feel guilty about inviting myself, going to people for shabbos, eating people their food and all that. “I don’t want to intrude”, “Don’t they need family time?”, “I don’t want them to feel like they are required to host me!” It took a while but I’ve slowly learned to accept sometimes it is important for the guest to be the guest. Additionally I’ve also realized it isn’t particularly selfless to insist myself capable; it is more about my own pride and a little fear of being perceived as nebach.
HaShem has given me the incredible bracha of being hosted by so many wonderful people. I could say this simply because on their end they are genuinely kind and giving people who feel the need to go above and beyond for others; this can true at least partially. Then again they wouldn’t need to be kind and giving if they had no one to give to. I have to think this all comes back to a deeper motivation behind my perhaps overenthusiastic hosts. Obviously I can carry(or wheel) my bag around! I am also capable of making shabbos myself and I have done just that on occasion. Why is it these people so crazy about having guests then? Why do they insist on happily doing the seemingly unnecessary?
Here is what it comes down to: As much as HaShem saw it fit to give myself the benefit of being hosted l’kavod shabbos, he is also giving my hosts the opportunity to perform the powerful mitzvah of hachnosas orchim. Their exuberance isn’t really in essence about ME at all. Carrying my bag around is a matter of hiddur mitzvah! It comes down to taking pleasure in Torah and building a relationship with G-d. It is following in the footsteps of Avraham Avinu! It is my host taking full advantage of the fact that receiving a guest is their own personal bracha.
Moral of the Story: Acknowledge the effort of your host and be a gracious guest; Offer to help serve, play with the kids and strip your bed after havdalah. But additionally be conscious of your own important role as the guest.
I daven IY”H one day I’ll have my own family shabbos table that will merit as many guests as I’ve had hosts!
Tel Aviv Street Art.
(Source: Flickr / davidbryn)
I should know by now not to come to a chassane before an hour past the written time…. oh well kallah is fabulous so I’ll deal!
Edit: Kallah is actually the girl mentioned in this post. Just a fun fact.