This afternoon I went to a manicurist for a manicure and a pedicure.
“You want nails blue?” the manicurist asked, while she was rubbing my left foot.

“No, thanks,” I said.

“You sure?” the manicurist asked. “This morning man comes in. Says I want blue nails. Is Halloween. No blue nails? Green nails for you? Red? Yellow?”

“Very kind,” I answered. “But no thanks.”

The manicurist fell silent, but then she asked: “Are you married?”

“No,” I said.

“Ah, that’s why no blue nails.”

This evening I had dinner with a friend. There were lots of half naked women on the street and some half naked men as well.
Nudity, like beauty, is a philosophical problem.