For Mad Men recaps, we’ve been turning exclusively to Mark Lisanti for guidance and support, particularly after Sunday’s episode. There’s TV, there’s HBO, and then there’s “a few extremely well-compensated hours wearing a metal bikini while Jaguar the Hutt rattles your chains and bores you with his unimaginative, conflated mytho-historical sex fantasies.”
1. Billy Crystal told a Flomax joke. 2. Meryl Streep won Best Actress for a film about a prime minister who hasn’t been relevant for 20 years. 3. Woody Allen won Best Screenplay for a film about writers who’ve been dead for 50 years. 4. A silent film won the rest.
It was an explosive weekend throughout the world: the revolution intensified in Syria, Mitt Romney finally jiggled Newt’s feathers in Florida, Kermit the Frog and Miss Piggy refuted a Fox reporter’s claim that their latest film pushed “a pro-environment, anti-capitalist agenda,” and Novak Djokovic ever-so-slightly defeated Rafael Nadal in the longest Grand Slam men’s singles final in history.
For all our differences, there are some things that transcend culture. And apparently edible panties are one of those things.
Der Spiegel just posted a surprisingly racy dispatch (via BlackBook) on the best places to find saucy lingerie in Damascus. (Usually alongside the laundry soap, it seems.) The piece goes on at length trying to explain why lacy underthings appeal to the Muslim world, but the answer is surprisingly familiar: they’re sexy.
More interesting is the fact that Syrian panty artisans have cornered the region’s unmentionables market. The differences from country to country are eye-opening to say the least. The piece tracks down Hassan Nasser from Damascus’ Rose Underwear for the following gem:
Jordanian women, he says, are respectable and practical-minded and prefer to buy cotton, while Saudi Arabian women like to feel covered up even in bed and hence prefer semi-transparent but long negligees… "I tell you, Palestinian women are the most interesting. They want sexy stuff—the saucier the better."