The Abaya October 30, 2006Posted by Aella in Al Khobar, Saudi Arabia.
After 18 days here I have discovered some of the pros and cons of the sometimes praised and also cursed abaya. An abaya is for the reader that do not know a long black cloak the all women in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia are obliged to wear. It comes with different details but the overall look is black. In my post about my first day here in Khobar I wrote about when I first started wearing it and now I have worn it for some time.
First I must say that it is actually not a bad idea. If you are going shopping then you can wear what you want underneath. Small skirt, vest, nighty (hehe) or whatever you want. You just don’t have to fuss so much about clothes cus no one will see em anyway. You don’t have to match your make up to your clothes in any way cus all you need to match it with is your abaya. Yup. Different story of course if you are going to someones home and will take it off. But that’s obvious so I won’t even mention it. We went to the Kudu Japanese restaurant the other day and I had forgotten it was located in the infamous Oasis compound which means I could take my abaya off. Only what I was wearing underneath wasn’t suitable for the place. So I kept it on. Which no other Westerner did of course but who cares.
So yeah I kinda dig it in the way that you are kinda free to wear what you want in a way. What I don’t like about it is the fact that the buttons sometimes opens up, I forget to close it and step out of the car with it wide open and above all….the length! Ok you can make it shorter and I have done that. I still get freaking mad if it gets dirty at the bottom. Women here doesn’t seem to mind cus they drag them everywhere and as my husband pointed out….the floors of the malls are indeed very clean from this habit of theirs. Surely they must pick up some serious dirt on their abayas. Uuuh! I don’t like that but fine if that’s ok with them.
Yesterday as we went to the cashier at Geant in the Dhahran Mall I started packing the shopping bags (where were you little packing guy!!!) and realised that some fuckhead had spilled strawberry icecream on the floor where I was standing! Duh, did I get pissed of or what? The rim of my Abaya had ice cream on it and I was fuming. But all the cashier guy could talk about was if Nancy Ajram is a muslim or not and whether Star Academy is morally corrupt! Of course it is you joker! Now get someone to clean the flooor!!!
So yeah I hate the dirt part. And the tripping over part. Yesterday it felt like I had shrank and I kept tripping over it like some slap stick comedian in a not so mute film (&*^%%$$%%^&#%$%Y^grrrrrrr).
As for the mens white thob, well I still think it’s nice and I still dig the head gear they wear. It looks neat and tidy and kinda kinky.