This isn't as exciting as my last post, but it's still on the exciting side of normal. Mom and I were looking at my closet (ok, the closet that my sister and I share at home, except that now, the majority of the contents are Dad's shirts), and she had put in there a suit that she bought for herself and decided that she didn't want. So I tried it on, and it rather suits me (oops- that pun wasn't intentional until after I wrote it, but I like it, and am going to keep it). So I now actually own a pants-suit. I should still get a skirt-suit so I can wear it to shul sorts of things, but this is a useful thing to have. (I've felt strongly about not wearing pants to shul since long before I had any idea that anyone would, in the modern day, have issues with women wearing pants. Just like I somehow picked up the idea that one did not wear shirts that did not cover one's whole shoulder to shul long before I had a real idea that shoulders would be a concern from the perspective of modesty. I don't get how I picked up on these things, but I did. Go figure.)
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Yeah right.
It just must be something that is culturally conveyed in a wider circle than takes modesty restrictions seriously in the rest of life. Things spread out in funny ways sometimes.
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And, since you clearly must have נבואה, could you perhaps use your powers to tell me what am going to eat for breakfast tomorrow? Thanks.