More Saudi-related comics.
When I moved to Riyadh at the age of 13, I was horrified at the idea of wearing abayas and covering my head. I'd just discovered boys and spaghetti-strap tank tops (god, so 90s) and I was resentful of the oppressive Saudi laws that took my freedom away. But then, like all things, I got used to it. And once I got past the oppressiveness of the abaya, I started to notice its advantages.
I, for one, was a big fan of wearing my abaya over my pajamas, going to the mall, and walking into fancy shmancy stores for kicks.
Inspired by a comic from the awesome Pigs in Maputo blog.
(Saudi friends: let me know if you remember any other funny Saudi stories that I've forgotten.)