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Watched a movie over the weekend: one of my sheep farming neighbors loaned me The Story of the Weeping Camel, a 2003 docudrama about an extended Mongolian family in the Gobi desert.

I’m not necessarily recommending it. I enjoyed it very much, but I like watching slices of life from strange places. It wasn’t exactly a roller-coaster of adventure.

I’m here to talk about their clothes. They all wore this unisex robe called a deel, and it looked awesome.

It’s cut rather like a 1950s labcoat, buttoned down the right hand side and right shoulder. All kinds of heavy fabrics — brocades, woolens, canvas — in lovely patterns, or solid with embroidered cuffs and collar. They looked sturdy as hell, like the old guys in the film had been wrangling camels in theirs for thirty years non-stop without wearing them out.

Traditionally, they were belted with a swath of silk, but they nowadays use leather belts. The one in the picture above (WANT!) is available from the Mongolian Shop for $359. And then the area above the belt turns into a giant pocket you can carry stuff in.

Everybody looks great in one. Fit young people, lumpy old ladies, skinny old men. Look, I don’t want to be unpatriotic, but how did jeans become the universal uniform of coolness, when we could all be wearing deels and carrying all our junk in a deel pocket?


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 29, 2016, 8:49 pm

What a cool place.

Uncle Badger
I found ( Stoaty stop reading here the perfect Christmas gift for your weasel


And maybe she’ll buy you a fine hat as a thank you a


Why a Badger would look like a King sitting beside his fireplace in a hat like that!

My personal choice would be a camel’s wool vest though…


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 29, 2016, 8:50 pm

Damn! Akismet lives.

Comment from Uyncle Al
Time: August 29, 2016, 9:10 pm

That deel looks very nice, and I like the potential for concealed firearms carrying. I figure a full sized adult ought to be able to conceal a really big gun in there. I’m thinking S&W .44 Mag revolver with at least the 5″ barrel and maybe even the 7 1/2″ monster. I mean SRSLY BIG.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 29, 2016, 9:22 pm

Sorry, Some Veg. Fished it out of the bucket for you.

Comment from Bruno Braun
Time: August 30, 2016, 12:52 am

My junk fits just fine in jeans, thank you.

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: August 30, 2016, 1:15 am

The prices in the Mongolian Shop are painfully cheap. I feel compelled to order a half-dozen pairs of the baby booties to keep on-hand as gifts.

Re: jeans. In another life-time, I was a seamstress for Levi Strauss. I sewed the back seam, connecting the left and right sides (before the the pockets were sewn on, and before the back yoke was attached. The machine was designed so you couldn’t sew over your finger, but I managed to get my thumb between the pressure foot and the feed dog. Boy did it make a mess. I wasn’t very good at the job—no doubt they were relieved when I quit 🙂

Comment from Veeshir
Time: August 30, 2016, 3:24 am

You can’t ride a bicycle in a deel.
That might have something to do with it.

Comment from dissent555
Time: August 30, 2016, 6:37 am

How’s about lumpy old men? If so, sign me up. May be needin’ some warm woolens in the immediate future.

Comment from Janna
Time: August 30, 2016, 2:12 pm

I dunno, once i saw that the adult boots were made with dog fur, don’t think I want anything from them.

Comment from Wolfus Aurelius
Time: August 30, 2016, 3:15 pm

I like the camel wool vests. Of course, living here, I have only 2.5 months a year to wear anything heavier than a long-sleeved shirt.

Comment from bikeboy
Time: August 31, 2016, 10:20 pm

The obvious question about a deel is the same as for a kilt:

Underpants, or “commando”?

Comment from Surly Ermine
Time: September 1, 2016, 1:37 am

I think I saw that one Weas. Did they get a tv in the end?

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