In South Africa we call it a “Doek”. It’s Afrikaans. In fact, my sister-in-law Tandi said, “Nice Doek” to me tonight. I’m trying to grow my hair. When all else fails…wear a Doek. Not to be confused with Broek, which are pants. Or a Doos, which is an idiot. And I hope I don’t look like a Doos in my Doek.