Monday, August 20, 2007

Excuse me sir, but I don't like the cut of your jib...

Well, here's a first - somebody told me I wasn't dressed appropriately for the first time ever in Vietnam. I've turned up in sandals to embassy dos and bantered with Ambassadors, I've strolled into weddings in jeans DEVIL-MAY-CARE and worn shorts to every bar and restaurant in town, not because I'm some kind of wild maverick who plays by his own rules but because it's really hot and socks are for October to April only with the exception of when I'm playing football, you see. I'm innocent.

But, regardless, my seven-year-streak of casually-dressed derring-do came to end, well nearly, when I went for a fancy pants dinner at the Metropole's Le Beaulieu and after sitting down I was interrupted by a fairly embarrassed waitress (her manager didn't have the bi (Cojones) to do it himself I'd wager) who said that she was sorry, aren't we all for something, but there was a dress code and sandals weren't allowed. I explained that I was just off the plane direct from Bali and had lost my suitcase somewhere along the way. She smiled, not getting the joke, and said as long as I remembered next time then scuttled away, exit stage left. We laughed for a while. The other "gents" at my table had very nearly done the same. One was only in shoes and trousers because he went straight to the bia hoi (pour un ou deux aperitif) after work. The waiter ignored us all night. My friends started to blame the sandals.

Next time I'll throw on the Crocs and really spoil them.

8 comments:

Thuy said...

Hello,

A friend just told me about your blog and I started reading all your articles. I should better publish this blog to more people here :-).

Thanks for very nice comments about this cutie Hanoi.

P/S: btw, may I know your name?

Thuy.

Paul Oslo Davis said...

(Looks like you got a blog stalker on your hands.)

Pitty about the dress code. It will be a sad day when the Stokes can no longer rock up in bia hoi attire. (Thu An must be fully supportive of the raising in standards though.)

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ta said...

I was there, and because of you, mr. pittstop, and your thongs, all we got was only one round of bread. I mean, pur-leazzzeeee. I've got better cigarette-lighter attending at the Light House (formerly known as Phuc Tan bar). And did you apologize to the other dining parties? No, but sang the thong song instead.

pittstop designer said...

Yeah - I remember a story about Elliott-o San heading off to a certain American-bongo-playing chap's wedding back in 1999BC. he arranged to meet the Lawyer and others at Ngoc Ha bia hoi before the wedding anticipating a Vina-style drop in, pop a bia hanoi open then skedaddle-affair.

Anyway Elliott-o and the Lawyer whacked into the beers, got well on their way and turned up to the very formal wedding much to the groom's embarrassment CASUALLY dressed.

Oh the shame!

Of course, one man's casually dressed is another's rakishly risque-ensemble.

Ain't that the truth Elliott-o san?

pittstop designer said...

"thong th-thong-thong-thong..."

elliott said...

Can't rightly remember, which suggests it was probably the case. Don't think I would have probably even noticed though, and I don't seem to have learnt from the affair cos I seem to be doing similar things here. I dared go to a couple of weddings without a tie recently and was told I was "brave" when I was greeted at the reception desk.

"Rubbish," I replied. "It's just all me ties are actually too casual to wear to a formal wedding." I'm just praying to God no one I know dies...

And now you mention it, I am starting to remember a certain wedding and bia hoi all mixed into one...