Dress Code

Well, no, there is no dress code, sir. Not really. The Wulfshead has been somewhat lax in that regard, if you ask me, sir.

It started with those pesky time travelers, sir. Why, just last week, one of them popped up naked right in the middle of a road, which used to be right by one of the access points to the Wulfshead.

I don't know why, sir. Something about the laws of...physique...they said. Or some such nonsense about Time and the necessity of nude traveling. One of them did try to explain it to me and present some kind of a rational explanation about it, sir, but just barely---if you'll forgive me for saying so, sir. And so, the Management, er, they have learned to look the other way. That is... er...I mean, most of them do, sir.

And then, of course, there is the poker in the lounge. And there was also that gentleman from Ohio, once. And then, we do have the occasional visitor whose attire is based on costumes worn by such characters as Catherine Deane---in The Cell, sir. And a variety of countless real or imaginary characters such as, say, Moon in Hero or Yu Shu-lien in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. That sort of thing. Yes, it does make for a strange crowd.

What was that, sir? Who is real??? Ahhh, well, real is as real does. Creatures of light and darkness, sir. Mostly, I don't pry---the Wulfshead maintains a strict policy of neutrality in that regard.

Yes, sir, there is no accounting for fashion.

Why, indeed sir, that is Lady Yu Shu-lien seating by herself at that table across the room.

Yes, she is quite the lady, sir.

Though I must say that this habit of hers of finding her way here, leaping from rooftop to rooftop, can be quite unnerving at times. Why, yes, of course, to each his or her own, sir. It's just that I do so prefer it when people can just simply use the door, sir. Not much to be done about it, though . . . Tomorrow never dies . . . Yes, that's what they say, sir---I wouldn't know, sir. You could, of course, ask more about that to one of the nudie travelers, but I wouldn't recommend it---they can get quite sensitive on the issue.


  1. So lovely I got a bit lost. I wandered off after Lady Lu Shu-lien. She was wearing a T-shirt and silk slacks, belted and cuffed.

  2. Good valet service at this pub......

  3. Quinty! Just the man I want to see. As you've heard, the Bartender references my entry in his history of The Wulfshead dress code. I want to assure everyone I did not post a naked man to shock people...or test the boundaries. I did it because I thought Mr. Von Staschiripka Canon must have been a true artiste---although a canon is an ecclesiastical title, so that part's hazy. However, Quinty, I can't find any biographical information about that guy. Have you heard of him?

  4. I've never heard of this artist, which is no reflection, of course, on the value of his work. Regarding dress codes Picasso often painted stark naked. Yes, women were around. (I don't know if they were naked, too.) Though I'm sure Picasso's focus wasn't distracted as he worked. But he obviously was a "free spirit," and there are those who would surely condemn such carryings on.

    Moral squads are always searchig for somethng to condemn. Why, without something to condemn their lives would be empty. Even our new president of the United States has received sharp criticism for removing his suit jacket at work. Maybe if, like Picasso, he worked naked we would be less like to start a war.