A Facebook friend of mine posted this, from Retronaut:
I like throwing them up in the air to tell a gentleman you are engaged. How that is subtler than working a reference to "my fiance" into the conversation, I don't know. The 1880s, I guess you had to be there.
My friend Molly came up with a modern-day Language of the Glove:
- "I have ADHD" -- Gloves don't match and one is actually a mitten
... so I followed suit:
- "Don't you ever clean house, you slut" -- Trail gloves lightly along tabletop, examine fingertips
- "Up yours" -- Gloves removed, all fingers except middle finger poked inward, remaining one-fingered glove carefully displayed to suitor, palm forward
- "Please turn around and bend over" -- Pull gloves on briskly, snap wrist
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