Women in Saudi Arabia

Another interesting read from the BBC about women in Saudi Arabia. But more importantly, it serves to confirm some stories I'd heard much, much earlier in my life.

An ex-school mate of mine used to live in Saudi Arabia because his father was based there. All the happening parties were in the expat compound, naturally, and the Saudi women who attended were dressed as sexily as any young woman found in any disco, in ANY country. Skimpy tops, mini skirts, lux underwear and high heels. That was the standard uniform. Behind doors, of course. Mind you, this was about 15 years ago.

And another story related by a personal friend, who spoken to the Filipina who ended up in SG as his domestic help. Apparently, she used to be a hair dresser in Saudi Arabia. And her clients were extremely well-to-do. They'd get her to do their hair, their mani- and pedi-cures, as well as (get this) their bikini lines. They'd go in pairs and arouse each other during their beauty salon trips, then return home do each other.

Make sense in a way..... if your husband treats you either (i) like a baby making machine or (ii) property, you'd want pleasure from another source. I don't swing that way but I understand the concept behind it.


Only the concept, mind. The culture itself is still a tad alien.