Secrets

“When everything is collapsing, there’s only one thing to do," my wife, Nazy said.

“Panic?” I replied.

“No, no, no. Let’s drive to the museum in St. Gallen.”

“The museum?”

“That’s right. The textile museum is having a special show on lace.”

In truth, the special show, entitled “Secret: The Lure of Lingerie” was all about....

“Underwear, Nazy?” I asked. “We came for a show about underwear?”

“Lacy Lingerie, Dan. Lingerie through the ages. They have examples from 1890 until 2008.”

“Well, I said. “It is certainly a revealing exhibition.”

“St. Gallen is the home of Swiss lace, Dan.”

“Somehow, my dear, I don’t associate lacy lingerie with Switzerland.”

After the exhibit, eh, show, we strolled through the city and, somehow, ended up at the local Wofford shopping, eh, "stocking" emporium.