I'll never forget :shudders: the first time I was in Catania with the ferry we were setting to work between Malta and Sicily. Hanging around with little to do but sightsee, I saw this middle-aged woman walk by, wearing a skirt or dress, and noticed something was "wrong" with her legs. As I stared further it dawned on me what I was seeing: She had the hairiest legs imagineable..sasquatch level hairy. And over that matt of hair, she had managed to pull nylon stockings on.