One habit I've picked up from Cairo days (and from having picked up an Egyptian) is the quaint local custom of having completely separate home and public wardrobes. You walk in the door, you immediately change, head to foot. It's pretty much the same thing year 'round (although, given The Mister's love of HVAC, it's warmer in the house now than it is in August)—tees and boxers or drawstring pants.
This national habit first came to my attention when I watched Egyptian television, as local sitcoms feature whole families on the living room sofa, always dressed in elaborate pajamas. It's quite civilized, really...
I'm with you, Muscato. As soon as I walk through the door, I immediately change my outfit. The main reason for this is that I don't want any schmutz I may have picked up among "the great unwashed" to come into contact with my furniture.
I'm heading out to purchase several sets of elaborate pyjamas now.
A beard. Jx
ReplyDeleteDid The Mistress have her legs amputated to avoid the Crocs® temptation?
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DeleteI was going to ask the same thing!
DeleteMy first comment this morning, and I'm missing out pertinent words.
Sx
Does she glide along the carpet leaving trails of silver behind her, like a snail?
Delete*seething*
DeleteWho says we dress?
ReplyDeleteA frown, as spending time in Castlette DeVice enables me to see all the chores that need doing.
ReplyDeleteI wear a full length, formal bed.
ReplyDeleteAt this time of year I wear many layers. Come Spring I can shed many lbs in the space of 10 minutes, which is impressive.
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Mostly my bathrobe but yesterday it was Naked Saturday.
ReplyDeleteOne habit I've picked up from Cairo days (and from having picked up an Egyptian) is the quaint local custom of having completely separate home and public wardrobes. You walk in the door, you immediately change, head to foot. It's pretty much the same thing year 'round (although, given The Mister's love of HVAC, it's warmer in the house now than it is in August)—tees and boxers or drawstring pants.
ReplyDeleteThis national habit first came to my attention when I watched Egyptian television, as local sitcoms feature whole families on the living room sofa, always dressed in elaborate pajamas. It's quite civilized, really...
I'm with you, Muscato. As soon as I walk through the door, I immediately change my outfit. The main reason for this is that I don't want any schmutz I may have picked up among "the great unwashed" to come into contact with my furniture.
DeleteI'm heading out to purchase several sets of elaborate pyjamas now.
Whatever I find, but surely not the plastic bed cover the lady has wrapped around herself.
ReplyDeleteI have this exact schmatah. Coincidence?
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DeleteCover or conceal,
drape in nothing sheer.
Lest dermatologists convene,
diagnose as they peer.
You're one to sit about,
this an established fact,
unlike the dame above,
legs splayed to attract.
Menfolk being fodder,
for your shameless joy,
ignore the scented pine tree,
and enter your employ.
You jostle, twist, and motion,
to keep it all just right.
A lady's wanton pleasure,
soon the neighbor's fright.
Care not, does you,
for it's not their gain,
friction degloving menace,
you fuck against the grain.
Bet yur ass.
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ReplyDeleteHah haa haa haa haaa!
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