I’m back from Salt Lake. We luckily slept through the windstorm that affected Kat at Brianhead. The funniest thing that I saw while in Salt Lake was at a mall.
There was a demure store called Dressed in White that sold frumpy looking Mormon temple garments. These are different from the sacred long johns, and as such can be sold in a retail environment in which the damned may window shop along with the Latter-Day Saints. I looked at a series of temple garments in varying degrees of modesty (Think: burqas for white people) until the lady behind the counter looked at me oddly. I scooted out of the store before she could talk to me about Holy Joe and hid in the next storefront...
....Victoria’s Secret.
I had to chuckle. I ran from an underwear shop where the culture doesn’t fit me into an underwear shop where the thongs don’t fit me.
Next up: Nipples!