Mother Theresa on the washing line

As my neighbour was hanging some clothes on the washing line, I noticed something.
A slight resemblance. And I mean slight in the broadest sense of the word.
Mother Theresa’s head scarf.
Is it going to be a Second Class Relic some day if she makes it to sainthood?
Granted, the blue colour has faded a bit, but then again, sworn poverty does tend to put the strain on buying a new outfit once in a while, hence the faded trimmings.
Luckily there was no red sock amid this article of clothing.
A pink scarf would have been out of the question.