Sunday, February 17, 2008
While wasting precious moments (hours!) of my life at the hairdresser I was flipping through some home decorating magazines.
(Home decorating is not my thing but I’d finished with the current junk mags and didn’t fancy reading the “for men only” ones.)
These are some pretty fancy bathrooms, right? Gorgeous. Creative genius and all that.
But look carefully…..
There are no (or minimal) window coverings on the windows!!!
How in the name of God is it possible to take a relaxing bath or shower knowing someone could be taking a peek at you? I wouldn’t even feel comfortable if some animal in a tree or on the roof (a squirrel, a raccoon) was the Peeping Tom. And forget about skylights. You’re just inviting the raccoons for a show.
Needless to say, the wooden slatted blinds in my bathroom are pulled way down. And I make sure there is not an inch of peeping space to be had. (I’m wary of the neighbours across the street or any ambitious pervert with a ladder.)
Keep your fancy-schmancy bathrooms. I prefer my privacy – or extending by invitation only passes.
Now, skinny-dipping in the lake at night at the cottage is a completely different matter. I don’t even care if the bears see me. Well, I do care about the bears – I’m afraid of them. They can watch from the other side of the lake.
(P.S. I did not rip out these pages from the magazines. I hate people who do that. I found these (similar) images via Google.)