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Jun. 18th, 2019 01:40 pmvia http://bit.ly/2xaXxdj
When we were overseas last year, in Turkey and in Kyrgyzstan, there were occasional conversations about national costumes, and the like. Of course a nation of transplants like the United States (*cough* colonizers, yes, I know, though to be fair, Dude’s ancestors were refugees, like recently and directly, so, whatever feeble defense that is, there it is) doesn’t have a national dress and all efforts to artificially come up with one are doomed to fail and extremely likely to be rooted in sort of icky ahistorical white nationalist kind of bullshit anyway, but–
well, we realized that really, in practical things, our national dress is Land’s End, and in fact Dude wears it head to toe many days despite my best efforts. (Listen, those are the trousers he likes, and he won’t wear jeans, and not many people reliably make medium tall button-down shirts.)
Anyway. We’re going on vacation to a cabin in the Adirondacks this year. I’d said “why not go somewhere comfortable but beautiful that has electricity and wifi and preferably a pretty lake to look at and maybe put one’s toes into”, and he took me seriously and found one that’s got everything but wifi (but it does have cell service, on Verizon’s network, so), and it’s only accessible by boat, and it comes with the use of a canoe and a dock and a screened-in porch. And it has power and running water. We’ll see how this goes!
One of the fun things of going on vacation is getting new outfits to wear while out and about, but this isn’t that sort of vacation. (If we’re very outgoing, we might join a guided canoe tour of the Great Camps of the Upper St Regis.)
So instead I bought us both nice new beach towels because Land’s End had a coupon.
Dude suggested we get them monogrammed, and I looked at him in some surprise, and he said, “Theirs” and “Theirs”, which made me laugh quite a bit. In the end we didn’t, and they’re both in gender-neutral colors (his is blue with red flowers, mine is a busy geometric floral with navy, white, and teal). I do own an embroidery machine, I could monogram them myself if I wanted, but I don’t think I’ll bother. I’ll just always think of them as co-ordinating theirs and theirs beach towels.
[whisperspace salvaged from chatty tumblr tags: I don't think "theirs and theirs" was so much a rumination on nonbinary genders as it was on communal property but really it would be funny either way. also doesn't this make me sound like a cosmopolitan traveler? the very idea of taking an Annual Vacation is pretty foreign to me but we're trying.]
When we were overseas last year, in Turkey and in Kyrgyzstan, there were occasional conversations about national costumes, and the like. Of course a nation of transplants like the United States (*cough* colonizers, yes, I know, though to be fair, Dude’s ancestors were refugees, like recently and directly, so, whatever feeble defense that is, there it is) doesn’t have a national dress and all efforts to artificially come up with one are doomed to fail and extremely likely to be rooted in sort of icky ahistorical white nationalist kind of bullshit anyway, but–
well, we realized that really, in practical things, our national dress is Land’s End, and in fact Dude wears it head to toe many days despite my best efforts. (Listen, those are the trousers he likes, and he won’t wear jeans, and not many people reliably make medium tall button-down shirts.)
Anyway. We’re going on vacation to a cabin in the Adirondacks this year. I’d said “why not go somewhere comfortable but beautiful that has electricity and wifi and preferably a pretty lake to look at and maybe put one’s toes into”, and he took me seriously and found one that’s got everything but wifi (but it does have cell service, on Verizon’s network, so), and it’s only accessible by boat, and it comes with the use of a canoe and a dock and a screened-in porch. And it has power and running water. We’ll see how this goes!
One of the fun things of going on vacation is getting new outfits to wear while out and about, but this isn’t that sort of vacation. (If we’re very outgoing, we might join a guided canoe tour of the Great Camps of the Upper St Regis.)
So instead I bought us both nice new beach towels because Land’s End had a coupon.
Dude suggested we get them monogrammed, and I looked at him in some surprise, and he said, “Theirs” and “Theirs”, which made me laugh quite a bit. In the end we didn’t, and they’re both in gender-neutral colors (his is blue with red flowers, mine is a busy geometric floral with navy, white, and teal). I do own an embroidery machine, I could monogram them myself if I wanted, but I don’t think I’ll bother. I’ll just always think of them as co-ordinating theirs and theirs beach towels.
[whisperspace salvaged from chatty tumblr tags: I don't think "theirs and theirs" was so much a rumination on nonbinary genders as it was on communal property but really it would be funny either way. also doesn't this make me sound like a cosmopolitan traveler? the very idea of taking an Annual Vacation is pretty foreign to me but we're trying.]
