If worse comes to worse, you could just remove the mantilla and towel-snap any smart-alecs, then put it right back.
Learned a new word today.
Its the word for the veil worn at Traditional Latin Masses...I think I still have mine somewhere!
I have made a few mantillas. I have one in white trimmed with a white bridal lace that is awesome. Then I have another in forest green lace (the less expensive craft lace). However, I found some pretty multicolored Eastern European ribbon with a green border and sewed that on. It is very pretty and cool in the summer months.
The word mantilla is from the Spanish. The ladies in Spain and in Mexico used to wear very long lace mantillas.
Now ain't girl talk much more funner than arguing over pious minutia? (no sarcasm). This is the sorta talk I hear in my parish. Women and men from a variety of backgrounds discussing how they and their families have lived out their faith and creating a community from many corners of the earth. And for the record, I would probably be in chit chat with the women, so I meant no condescension by my remarks about girl talk.
And in these matters, there ain't no wrong answers. Maybe a woman decides to start wearing a head covering given to her after such a discussion made by a fellow parishioner.
Lenten traditions and recipes passed back and forth including Lenten foods from "converts".
It is in this spirit that I hope a parish would live.
No brow-beating or back-biting. Just sharing how the faith is lived out within the worlds each come within the larger context of the Truth of the Gospel.
And FWIW, if you want to convert someone to wearing a head covering or your entire parish, one talk at a time about how it fits into the story of your life and offering gifts goes a lot farther than pointing to a single and very odd verse in the Scriptures.
At least that is what I observe other people doing, while I carry-on atop my soapbox.
Has something to do with love and patient and kindness or something.
Anyone up for a John Hughes' marathon? Best ice cream in the America in my city . . .