It may come as a surprise, but I do actually wear clothes. Being a native of a cold climate and generally having to interact with my fellow humans means that one simply cannot be naked at all times. If I have any sense of style at all, it could probably best be described as casual, or maybe even relaxed. The simple fact is, I dress for comfort. There are times when comfort can mean naked but, for the purposes of this post, we’re going to stick (sadly perhaps) with clothes on.
At work, I tend to go with the “traditional” business formal: suit trousers, smart shirt, jacket when necessary, Oxfords not brogues. At home, I am much more casual: jeans and a polo/rugby shirt depending on the time of year and the temperature. In summer the jeans may, weather permitting, be replaced with shorts. Being Scottish, I will, of course, look for any excuse to “kilt up“; most often when formal attire is required, but it can be worn informally too.
I’ve never really been a follower of fashion. As I’ve said, my main motivations are practicality and, first and foremost, comfort. I prefer natural fibres and tend, as much as possible, to avoid synthetics. Cotton, linen, wool, etc. let the skin breath and are, in my opinion, much less clingy and prone to stick to you in warmer temperatures.
When it comes to what women wear, I am probably more interested in what is under their everyday outer garments. I have a bit of a weakness for women in corsets. Fishnets and suspenders are great too. I am, I guess, a walking cliché, but I don’t mind that. I like things items that emphasis and accentuate a woman’s curves and lines, but mostly, if a woman is confident in herself to wear whatever the hell she wants, then that’s probably just about as sexy as it gets. I guess it’s not so much about what a woman wears, but how she wears it.