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Prefer shoes off but....

I won';t wear my "outside" shoes in the house and would prefer it if everyone followed suit, but I'm not going to ask my guests to do so. Some do it automatically others don't even give it a thought.

I really don't want shoes that walked all over sidewalks where people spit and dogs mess walking on my carpet.
 
Depends on tempurature.. If it's hot I like to go barefoot. If it's cold I wear shoes or slippers. Guests and friend can do what they are most comfortable doing in my house. I do have a door mat for wipeing off shoes.

I dislike when someone forces there "culture" on me when I enter there house. Shoes off rule because that is their life style. Sometimes they don't even have carpet. One house I went into the carpet was so bad you wanted to keep your shoes ON! Who knows what you will step in or on on someone elses house.

I choose to be flexible and reasonable in my house....

Jim
 
it's Thai custom...

and once we married I never gave it another thought...in 16 years have only had one person object (we provide indoor mocassins/slippers in several sizes for those that want/need them)
 
My brothers wife

is a southern version of Mrs Bucket. She does not allow people to wear shoes in her house either. Her line is "Not on my polished yellow pine!" God almighty I can't stand that woman. Saturday is Confederate Memorial Day here in Georgia. I know she will be done up, big hair and all, for the ceremony at the confederate cemetery with the United Daughters of the Confederacy and a gathering afterward at her house. I feel sorry for those poor souls.

Heels Keven? No, say it ain't so...Don't they mark the floor?
 
No, they do not...

cause I can't walk two steps in them without falling flat on my face.
Except in bed, I am a total failure as a gay man. No sense of fashion, no need to be perfectly coiffed, not the slightest interest in all the Queenly things a gay man should care about.
I try to pass it off as being in butch drag, but folks see right through it.
The irony - the true irony of it all: My ultra-super-extremely-mucho-macho-heterosexual brother would fit perfectly into the clipped with a ruler, sharp as a razor creased, perfectly styled, always neat and tidy, interior-decorated within an inch of it's life house, ideal gay world. He can even dance and blow rings through the rings with his cigarettes...
So, sorry, was just teasing.
I don't have a problem with men who are effiminate, by the way...just so we don't get into that nasty bit of name calling again. One of my dearest, oldest friends here is 6'5", so even taller than I am, built like a brick out house and she is royalty right down to the boas. And lisp. And extended pinky when she sips her wine-spritzers.
I am happy if my socks match, much less my purse and shoes.
One thing I did think of after reading this thread - I don't wear synthetic anything and nobody complains about my feet stinking. Do you suppose those hideous nylon/polyester socks have something to do with the stink? I can surely understand why someone would feel embarrassed to take their shoes off knowing what an "air" they'd have.
 
Lawdy Lawd Lawd I haven't had stillettos on in 20 years!

~No, they do not... because I can't walk two steps in them without falling flat on my face.

WHAT? CANT WALKS IN HEELS? GIVE BACK YOU MEMBERSHIP CARD! *LOL*

See now I thought they were madatory "training wheels" for the newly come-out 'mos. Perfect *COUGH* tools to hook over the ceiling/paddle fans in order to teach one how to point one's toes to the heavens!

 
Gosh, Steve,

I guess this is not the time to mention that I can throw a ball straight?
Na, guess not. Well, some of us got more of the fabulous gene than did others.
I love her singing that - "...are you ready heels? Start stomping!" Ertha is cat woman, no matter how much I like Halle Berry...
One of the things I enjoy about our club is that I can let my hair down and be myself here. Sure, the PC police get after you and me occasionally for enjoying life too much, but at least we got the gilded high-drama touch.
 
take off your shoes!

my dad's family in VA Beach would make me and my family take off our shoes as soon as we walk in the door. i'm guessing it a family tradition or they don't like dirty floors.
 
Quick question

The United Daughters of Confederation,
Was that the group that Blanche from the Golden Girls Was trying to join?
 
Well said

Keven, I don't have the required checklist of items for most gay men. I am often mistaken for a typical redneck type.

I see Toggle has an interesting life with ceiling fans and such. Damn, who would have thought up such but him. I swear he must be the good Marquis reborn (remember the movie "Quills").

Keven, you and I are in the same boat on this issue. Actually I have never even thought about putting on any article of womens clothing. Nothing against those who enjoy it. I like a good drag show myself but just don't care to partake of the wardrobe.

By the way, only cotton, wool and natural fabrics are in my wardrobe. Nothing else.
 
Was the group Blanche was trying to join, however one can assume the name and idea was based in part or whole on "The United Daughters of Confederation". The later probably would have nothing to do with lending their sacred name to such a crass thing as a television comedy, to be made a mockery of and stir up "feelings".

Indeed in the spin off series "Golden Hotel" which followed the Golden Girls, a black employee tries to prevent the hotel from hosting a "The Daughters From The Traditional South", event. Quite honestly if you've never been to such an event, you really ought to go, especially anyone who has lived life totally on the otherside of the Mason-Dixon. Sort of like a mix of "Steel Magnolias", "Designing Women" and "Stepford Wives", with a bit of "Something To Talk About", thrown in for fun.
 
Take your pick

In our house, it's your decision. With 3 dogs and 2 cats, it isn't even worth the hassle of trying to consistently keep the place pristinely clean and dirt free. It's a war that will never be conquered.

Shoes or slippers are worn most of the time.
 
Launderess...

Dear, I'm sorry to correct you, but it was NOT "Golden Hotel". It was "The Golden Palace".

My guess is you found Rosario loading the drink tray one too many times today? :)

Have a good Sunday night.
 
You Know What You Are?

You're a hoot, that is what you are.

Actually RoRo "volunteered" to play lawn jockey as I've come across a box of 10mm clips she hid away from me. Was quite the pleasant afternoon sitting on the front porch sipping Whiskey sours and picking off lawn jockeys
 
Cymberlie,

You are a godsend. When they lock Toggles and me away, you won't be far behind.
Does Rosario do Greek?

Er, best rephrase that: I meant, does Rosario cook Mediterranean?

Speaking of which, how is the Pfaff situation going? Having any luck? I stopped by last week (I don't care what they cost, Pfaff bobbins never foul, even when I'm doing the most delicate silks)and they asked about you.
 
Cymberlie, Pfaff

If you don't get any further, we still have the option of taking it apart, sending me the part (or a really good set of photos) and I can try to talk the workshop into releasing it. They're awful touchy about "their" equipment, but we'll whump it. Just let me know.
Oh - a thought. Unlikely, (no, not that I'd have a thought - I'm very regular, one a week), highly unlikely, but they damaged part might be a standard one, available from one of those outfits which supply gears and bits and pieces for remote controlled cars and robotics.
 
~By the way, it's also a sit down only bathroom at my place, no machos allowed ;-)

A friend who lived in Germany tells me that society there is untra-feminist and that the request for men to sit down is found far-and-wide and is well-tolerated!

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The "sit or stand" question

is pretty much settled here.
As a guest, I assume it is always going to be sit...and do leave the lid down. As a host, I handle it the same way as I do the shoe question: I would never dream of mentioning it.

There does seem to still be a few misandrists running around who hold all men in disdain; they have achieved a level of resentment and hate which even the strongest political correctness freak in the US has yet to reach (but envys). They aren't feminists, whose complaints are well justified (and did anyone notice which candidate voted against equal pay for women this last week?)
On the other hand, here in Europe, no one will call the cops if a guy takes a quick step off the path into the bushes 'cause he "has to".
No-one.
So I guess it balances out - and yeah, most folks have a sense of humor about the whole "sit down to pee" thing. Only time it bothers me is when I am a guest at a party and am told rather officiously to "be sure to sit - Männer können eh nicht zielen"...which brings us back to using both hands and I am sooo not going there, some of the goose-stepping-PC-queens are still having the vapors about that one. Come to think of it, their "I will tell you how to think and define for you what it means to be a liberal" mentality comes really close to the ultra-"feminists" you're talking about Steve.
 
Keven, I'm with you and Greg re: my complete lack of interest in wearing anything remotely feminine.

And I might add that you are good at being gay where it counts the most, and where no wardrobe is required, except maybe a bit of butch leather once in a while!

Ralph
 
Why thank you Ralph,

that was very kind.
See folks, just because something is kind it doesn't mean it's necessarily also true.
But I'll take what I can get, when I can get it.
Funny you mentioning leather.
I asked my engineering students to close their eyes and imagine what scent, sound or color they saw when I read them the days of the week this morning.
Nearly 40% said "purple" for Thursday and almost as many "green" for Tuesday.
But one girl said "lilacs", Thursday smells like lilacs.
Neat, huh?
To me, leather smells like really hot, good sex with my partner.
Damn, there's a reason this vegetarian wears leather - you've found me out.
 
Sitting down to pee

I say "PISS LIKE A MAN!" (in a thick Scottish accent to make it sound even manlier). I'll bet Chuck Norris doesn't sit down to pee lol.

When Helen and I got serious, I gave her my little test. And this should be a standard thing guys should ask prospective women. I asked her if I peed standing up and left the lid up, would she get mad. She said, "Of course not, life's to short to get mad at stupid things like that." That weekend, I proposed to her.

BTW, Shoes off here. I like Helen barefooted in the kitchen (ducks and runs)
 
worst thing you can put on a carpet is a bare foot

Yeah,
but I never got rug burns on the bottom of my feet....LMAO

*ducks n runs*
 
Laundress..rpm...

...it is the U.D.C. as we call them. And I work with them everyday in my post at the State Archives. The United Daughters of the Confederacy. This past weekend was Confederate Memorial Day in Georgia and other Southern States. The holiday (yes, an official State holiday) was started in Georgia by the Union provisional Commander just after "The Warrah" as a gesture of mending fences between the North and South.

We have grand events in Confederate cemeteries and on battle grounds to commemorate the men who died fighting for both sides. There are speeches and memorials presented. Many dress in period costume.

The purpose is to present the reasons the country was divided at the time, talk about the issues and discuss the war. And finally the reasons we should be one nation and "United".

There are always folks on both sides ready to divide. The purpose of the day is to honor the men on both sides that died for their beliefs. And to unite us again and always as one country.

I honor my ancestors from all generations. As a Southerner I know my family lines back well a thousand years so I have many cultures to study and remember. Many here in the South can say the same.

Our love of our past is what makes us Southern in many ways. And we love living in the present while we remember our past.
 
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