I am pretty low maintenance. I don’t own make up. I haven’t shampooed or conditioned my hair in over a year. I make my own deoderant. I don’t exactly shower everyday. Don’t worry, I stay presentable and I don’t smell.
Here is the thing about most local women. They spend hours and hours doing all kinds of beauty treatments. Especially the married ladies. They do henna, all kinds of skin scrubs, close themselves in small rooms with heavily scented incense to perfume their skin. They primp and scrub and look real pretty. None of this sounds any fun to me. Not at all.
It was brought to my attention that my feet may be seen as kind of appalling to any local woman. Maybe men too, I dunno. Ok, they aren’t that bad. Really. But…I wear open toed shoes in a very dry, dusty place. And I play soccer barefoot in a rocky dirt field. I go running a lot. So, ok, they aren’t beautiful. It was highly, highly recommended to me that I at least paint my toes. To make them at least a little less offensive.
So I went to the suuk, bought some freaking nail polish, and painted my toes. I can’t say I did a great job either, but it is my best effort. I feel a little ridiculous. Painted toes are not my thing at all. But I guess it will grow on me, I dunno. Maybe my feet will be a little less alarming to the locals now. Haha, Oh man.