2005-02-26 - 4:13 p.m.
Some conversations with my sister about pants:
#1
My sister: "So we get off the ferry, and it's been years since I was on the island, so I just follow everyone else who looks like they're going swimming, and we put out our towels a little ways away from the worst crowd. And I'm sitting there in the sun, and I look around, and I think, "Oh my god! That man doesn't have any pants on!" And I look away and there's another one without pants! And I turn around to point this out to Peter, and I see that no one has pants on!"
Me: "You accidentally went to the nude beach?"
My sister: "I didn't even know there was a nude beach in Toronto! I mean come on! Toronto! Nude beach?!"
#2
My sister: "Oh look, here's a picture of naked baby you. And one of naked baby me. And toddler you, wearing clip-on plastic jewellery and what looks like a wig, but nothing else. And toddler me swimming naked. Why does everyone else in these pictures have clothes on? Did we really spend that much time with no pants on? Did they have to document it in photographs?"
Me: "Our parents seem to have been fairly liberal on the issue of pants."
My sister: "I don't remember growing up in a pants-optional home."
Me: "What I remember is them telling me to put my clothes back on. But we have photographic proof that it didn't work."
