So if you don’t know already, I’m a Muslim woman who wears a headscarf. It hasn’t always been easy, because I didn’t start wearing it full-time until a bit later in my life—around the end of college. And people always ask me if it’s hard or if I ever want to stop, and the answer to both questions is sometimes yes, sometimes no. The most difficult part for me is the preconceived notions that people have bring when they see me: that I’m a religious fanatic; that I’m terribly boring and lack a sense of humor; that I’m basically devoid of any personality whatsoever.

And then they hear me open my mouth. And let’s just say (hopefully) all that changes right quick.

But I still get puzzled looks when I tell people I’m a huge basketball fan (the Detroit Pistons are my boys) or crack a joke during a first encounter. And I just don’t understand this. Why do Muslim women who practice purdah automatically turn into caricatures? I always feel that I have to prove myself—not about my intelligence or competence, but about my sometimes gregarious personality. People usually can’t reconcile the scarf with any sort of complexity. I am not a drone, folks! I do like sports! I know rap lyrics! I do a mean impression of Dr. Evil! (OK, I am so dating myself right now.)

I’m curious—how does my scarf change your perception of me?