Soft spoken, sweet, wise-- these are all words I can use to describe the powerhouse on Instagram I follow. I reached out to her, making sure she knew that I was in awe of her words and would love for her to write a piece.
Get to know Chana, and prepare to read enlightening words from someone who will soon change the world with poise, In her own unique, graceful way.
I decided to embark on this journey of documenting and sharing the stories behind faces of modesty including my own. This initiative is in honor of the greatest Bas Melech (daughter of a king) I've ever had the privilege of knowing, my late grandmother Fany Chasim. May the inspiration and positivity brought and gained through this community serve as merit to her neshama.
Things are never as they seem. Most of the time, you’re only really seeing a small piece of the whole picture. So I guess my “modest journey” began even before my spiritual quest did. Growing up, I never really felt that my outsides reflected my insides. Maybe it was because I was raised Brazilian in Miami where bikini season was year round but be it as it may, I felt different.
Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoy nice things and put effort into my appearance. But I won’t say that’s what defines me. I’d like to think that my style and choice of dress is like an armor- its protecting something much greater than what meets the eye.
A dear friend of mine once quoted perek (chapter) 45 psuck (line) 14 of Tehillim (pslams) to me when I asked why she dressed modestly: "ידכָּל־כְּבוּדָּ֣ה בַת־מֶ֣לֶךְ פְּנִ֑ימָה מִמִּשְׁבְּצ֖וֹת זָהָ֣ב לְבוּשָֽׁה” which loosely translates “All honor [awaits] the King’s daughter who is within; her raiment is superior to settings of gold.”
The English translation for modesty really loses the beauty found in Hebrew- it makes modesty sound “small” or “insignificant”. But I’ve found that my style does just the opposite. Tzinua (modesty) which shares the same Hebrew root as tzin’ah, means “private” or “secret”. When something is secret, it’s special.
If someone told me a year ago that I’d be making an account to help others ignite their own modest style, I’d literally laugh-out-loud. It’s taken me a while to even find the koach (strength) to respond to someone casually when they ask me “aren’t you hot, it’s like 90 degrees” as to why I’m wearing sleeves in the middle of summer. Life, is a process and so too is growth.
The main source of inspiration that helped me personalize my modest wardrobe was following other modest fashion influencers. Seeing their unique take on what can be viewed as a limiting range of dress really allowed me to stay true to myself. Fast forward to today, that is what i hope to do through Bless Up Dress Up.