She was of traditional build herself, but her figure was largely concealed by the folds of a generously cut shift dress made out of a flecked green fabric. It was like a tent, thought Mma Ramotswe--a camouflage tent of the sort that the Botswana Defence Force might use. But I do not sit in judgement on the dresses of others, she told herself, and a tent was a practical enough garment, if that is what one felt comfortable in.
Mma Ramotswe observed a woman whose traditional figure was hidden beneath a loose, green shift dress resembling a camouflage tent, evoking thoughts of military attire from the Botswana Defence Force. Despite its unconventional appearance, she recognized its practicality and the comfort it provided to the wearer. She reflected on her own tendency to avoid judging others based on their clothing choices, allowing space for personal expression.
This moment underscores Mma Ramotswe's...
