Well it's not the local beauty shop in Steele Magnolia's but there’s this wee little salon close to my house that I go to from time to time. There are ladies salons on every corner in Kuwait but I prefer the fancy Western ones where everyone speaks English. Unfortunately my current favorite is far and so I sometimes choose to save time and money by going local for a quickie wash and blowout. There's no happy ending but they do a pretty decent job on my long, wet and wild hair.
Recently while I was there having my hair blown stick straight I noticed an older Kuwaiti Bedouin lady staring a hole in my backside. I would catch her in the mirror yet she wouldn't look away. She kind of looked scary and mean without the slightest smile on her face. I felt intimidated and like I was becoming smaller and smaller in the giant salon chair.Well most of the customers speak Arabic all around you and that includes the Filipinos and Lebanese ladies that work there. I figure it's some sort of juicy local gossip being exchanged while they talk a little hair. Then it happened and everyone started to stare. They were all obviously talking about me and didn’t seem to care. I suddenly regretted with "pink rosy cheeks" that I was so open about my life with the Lebanese lady that does my hair.
Then my insecure thoughts were interrupted with very loud laughter clearly at my expense. The Filipino lady that washes my hair translated in English that the older Bedouin lady said that all foreign women try to steal the local men. And that all local men here cheat because they are large. YES...LARGE and she meant you know where! Well I laughed myself out of the chair.
And there you have it; apparently all the men here are the same.