Jewish Ladies

There’s something about Jewish ladies I like, and I mean Orthodox Jewish ladies.

I’ve had an eye for them for more than fifteen years now. I know perfectly well they’re on a completely different plane to me. They live to a strict interpretation of the Torah and their society, their culture and their way of life are all but out of reach for me. I would only have a chance with them if I converted to Judaism, in the United Synagogue. And even then, their rules forbid a man to accost a woman.

All I know is, as things stand with me, my chances of befriending a Jewish lady are about a hair’s breadth away from zero. And the possibility of marrying one, well, think of 10 to the power of -500 and multiply it by 0.

So why do I find them so attractive? They dress very plainly in very sombre colours, black, grey, navy blue. And I’ve never seen any of them with the merest trace of make-up, not even lip gloss.

It is this strict dress code that lets their true beauty shine out in a way that high fashion women’s dress does not and cannot. And it’s not just the ladies’ dress and manners that attract me, Their whole way of life is different, the papers they read, the music they listen to, the shops where they buy their groceries, their diet, their strict hygiene habits, the kind of work they do and, of course, their strict adherence to Judaism are all a world away from society as a whole.

A Jewish lady would look absurdly out of place among a group of catwalk queens. But to me, her plain, no-nonsense dress and her humble and quiet demeanour makes all the others look tacky, vapid and soulless.