During the week the girls have been taken"down town" to make one of our very first purchases. The abaya - a signatory black cloak that becomes my closest and dirtiest friend. It allows me to blend, though my long blonde hair stands out in a crowd. I cover my hair with the obligatory scarf and am grateful that rarely will I ever have to iron what I'm wearing beneath my abaya. Nor will I ever have to fashionably match. There will be many a time that I duck to the shop in my PJ's, with my trusty abaya, disguising my nocturnal wears.