Hello dear Off-Topicers, Two unrelated conversations lately have made me think about the places where we get ready each morning. I find the minute I have a hairdryer in my hand, I instinctively want to sit on the floor or a bed - there’s just something that feels weirdly straitjacketed about sitting in a proper chair, with my arm above my head for five minutes. I’d thought this was a personal foible where I was quietly failing to behave like a proper person, but then when I oohed and aahed over a friend’s lovely dressing table recently, she told me she rarely sat at it, preferring her bed. And discussing plans for the bedroom in my sister’s new house, when I asked where she’d do her makeup, she immediately said, ‘Oh, just sitting on the floor; that’s where I’ve always done it’ (I’d somehow failed to process this, even though we always used to sit on her living room floor to get ready when I visited her at her old flat in London).
I have always been fascinated by those stacking tiffin boxes that the Indians use and wondered what delights they contain. I once saw a documentary about the Indian railways where they mentioned tiffin boxes being sent by rail to their recipients!
Love this … no PowerPoints in bathrooms has been a learning for me in the UK. I always stood at the bathroom mirror for both hair drying and makeup. It’s been an adjustment (of the first world kind) here … Still standing for both; just in the bedroom seeking the best light.
I have always been fascinated by those stacking tiffin boxes that the Indians use and wondered what delights they contain. I once saw a documentary about the Indian railways where they mentioned tiffin boxes being sent by rail to their recipients!
Love this … no PowerPoints in bathrooms has been a learning for me in the UK. I always stood at the bathroom mirror for both hair drying and makeup. It’s been an adjustment (of the first world kind) here … Still standing for both; just in the bedroom seeking the best light.