And verily, when thy mother has dressed you in the finest garments of her hands, thou shall not lift thy skirt above thy shoulders. Yea, though thy undergarments are made of the finest lace and are pleasing unto you, yet they are not to be shown to all whom you meet in the street, for it is an embarassment to thy mother and an object of jest to thy neighbors.

Now, that’s just going too far. After all, I’m sure that everyone at dinner wants to see my Ngaio Marsh band-aid!