sebleh

Updated: May 2, 2025

I tied my face and head veil round my waist, but the habarah, that big black cloak by the way it belongs to one of my women, and I borrowed it with the excuse that I wanted it copied, mine you see are rather ornamental, as, of course, I never walk in the streets well, I threw that on to the ground, tucked up my sebleh, that dressing-gown sort of thing, and scrambled down the other side, as I did not want to jump, ripping the knees of my shintiyan the wide trouser kind of things we wear "

Joan Conquest - Desert Love