Ozstamps' and Rudi's last comments remind me of a passage in a G.K. Chesterton book, "The Napoleon of Notting Hill," to the effect that an Englishman (by extension, a Westerner) thinks an Arab "international" only if he speaks English and understands cricket -- but by that standard an Englishman cannot brag about being "international" unless he can ride a camel and speak Arabic.

I would think the Arabian traditional costume funny myself, unlike my own conervative business attire which is complete only if I have tied 54" of fabric made from worm spit around my neck in one of three permissible knots.