While it might not be the most dramatic of biblical stories, the Book of Ruth has an interesting variety of characters and fates that can relate to any modern-day literature. There are Ruth-like scenarios in which the ingredients of the original story are rearranged to form a new story that draws from the original plot. In the timeless book or megillah, there are raw emotional circumstances that seem very current as loss of life and money, the humiliation of falling from grace in social status. You are following a princess to pauper, a matriarch to malnourished, a death of family to the birth of Mashiach.



By Tobi Rubinstein

GQ magazine has hailed Mr. Sean Combs, aka Diddy’s, annual summer White Party as a social seasonal knockout. “Since its inception in the '90s, the event has always been a showstopper.” From Mary J. Blige to Maria Carey, all of the star-studded guests are instructed to wear white at his annual Hamptons event. According to fashion experts throughout the ages, your white wardrobe has been given permission to be worn starting Memorial Day till Labor Day.

I do lovingly remember the days of Shavuot at The Concord Hotel in the Catskills of my youth. There was a parade of white outfits going down the makeshift runway that approached the main dining hall entry. While visiting Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on a holiday in 1991, I witnessed an entirely white New Year’s Eve celebration. The Macumba ceremony is a form of white magic voodoo religious practice where thousands of people swarm the beaches wearing only white with white flowers and candles. Although I don’t understand any of this, other than it’s an absolutely forbidden practice in the Torah…the vast sea of white left a big impression on me.

Back in Emily Post’s era of the 1900s-1920s, when dress code rules where the only proper way to live, the “summer season” was bracketed by Memorial Day and Labor Day. The High Society ladies flocked en masse from townhouse to their seaside “cottage” or mountain “cabin” to escape the heat. City clothes were left behind in exchange for lighter, whiter, summer outfits. Fashion code of law had and has christened White as the official start of warm-weather fun in the sun. A carefree canvas that has yet to be painted with a summer full of life.

Coincidently, or perhaps not, Shavuot falls very closely to Memorial Day weekend - sometimes at the exact same time. The parading of crisp white attire is not only found in this secular start of the season, white clothes actually have a celebratory role in the special holiday of Matan Torah, Shavuot.

In Israel, the pioneers of the early 20th century who reclaimed the land refocused the meaning of Shavuot with the agricultural aspects of the holiday. In modern bikkurim festivals, children dressed in white carried baskets filled with produce from their local villages and kibbutzim (communal farms) in their grand parade, reading poems, singing, dancing, and displaying artwork, which was then sold to benefit the early days of The Jewish National Fund. This organization is known in Hebrew as Keren Kayemet le-Yisrael, a fund created to purchase land from Arab landowners with the ultimate plan of settling Jewish pioneers on it. Its main goal was eventually and successfully establishing the State of Israel. Till today, there are festivals similar to these taking place all around the country.


In many Sephardic congregations, prior to the Torah reading on the first day of Shavuot, a ketubah le-Shavuot (marriage certificate for Shavuot) is read as a symbolic betrothal of G-d and His people. The premarital document specifying the conditions agreed upon between the two parties, or the ketubah, which is a certificate the bridegroom presents to the bride at the wedding ceremony. Wearing white is a symbol of the bridal and groom attire symbolic to the marriage G-d makes with the children of Israel during this holiday. My dear friend Rabbanit Dr Adena Berkowitz explains the white attire for Shavuot as “like the bridal dress at a wedding- the spiritual marriage of the Jewish people with Hashem. The Torah is the ketubah.”


According to Aish TLV Rabbi Shlomo Chen for YNET news, “Wearing white is basically like being an angel. Basically, we're dressing like angels. We're returning to Eden, where the same concept of only eating milk products or vegetables and fruits is that we're all pure.”


Hashem gifted us the wisdom of the world through the Torah allowing us to reach spiritual levels of the highest order where, perhaps, we are in no need of any particular color. Just as I had written in the beginning of this article, we have a clean canvas on which a story is yet to be painted. The acceptance of the Torah had given us a fresh start without any prejudice of past color palettes.


Wearing white could have started either at the beginning of Eretz Yisrael pioneering days or as the interpretation of wedding outfits as bride and groom receiving the Torah. Wearing white could be a symbol of a clean slate of consciousness after 49 days of personal growth from the depths of impurity till the pinnacle of divine purity. Whatever the case may be, white is the height of perfection, which is the meaning of Shavuot. To be able to envelope the Torah at the height of perfection equals perfection in Hashem's timing to present us with the Torah as his perfectly chosen people, perhaps dressed in white at G-d’s white party.

 The first Monday in May was always fashion’s biggest night out. The Met Ball in honor of The Metropolitan Museum of Art, Costume Institute exhibit’s opening season was the Oscar ceremony of fashion. Where the red carpet was a brand placement machine with A plus entertainment personalities parading the red-carpet entry as million-dollar ambassadors. At $35,000 a ticket, fashion found fortune and fame. With this year’s cancellation of 2020 social events, such as The Met Ball, could the virus restrictions and social distancing rules have unleashed its demise? Has The Met Ball and all lost touch with reality and adapted a Marie Antoinette frame of mind? I sure hope not; it’s as if Prince Charming called off the ball and Cinderella is now stuck at home washing the floors for her evil stepmother and sisters. Don’t we all need a fairytale and a glass slipper to keep us enthralled with a fantasy distraction?

I have so much to be grateful in that my husband survived the virus, baruch Hashem. I have much to be saddened by, with the passing of my mother-in-law Mindel Perel bas Yisrael HaLevi and cousin Rachel bas Pinchas. Thankful arrivals and grief-stricken virtual funerals were a strange cocktail mix to start off the holiday season of Passover. As I’m writing this, T’hilim groups are having 24-hour prayer vigils for my dear friend fighting for her breath. I’ve listened to endless Torah lectures involving the purpose, message, and timing of this pandemic. While the sirens wail in the background as if it’s the soundtrack of the times, I deeply ponder what the real message is for klal Yisrael and particularly the “Orthodox” enclaves. Was it the synagogue that stayed opened past the public warning? Is it the people of a particular age group that fail to understand their role in spreading this highly contagious disease? Is it the constant judgment and blame against Jewish women wearing sheitels, shorter skirts, or lipstick? Is it gossip, hatred, ego, and/or lack of the true spiritual connection to G-d?

Certainly this is a time to examine the content of what we are reading, writing, seeing and doing. It brings me to question my own mission of The House of Faith N Fashion, where I combine art, culture and fashion with Torah based teachings. Currently, it seems that the arena of creativity in humankind has given way to crisis of human nature. My hopes are still to find meaning in my fusion and hopefully educate and entertain.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?” chanted the evil queen in the famous children’s story of Snow White. In another famous story, we see how enchanted and disappointed Alice was as she approached and entered into the looking glass.  Rows of makeup mirrors on cosmetic counters in department stores can make you dizzy. Mirrors have an interesting place in our psyche. Do they hold truth, vanity, mystery, or divinity?