A Tale of Teen Romance.
Their eyes meet across the crowded room, the attraction, mutual and instant.
Via the Master Barista, he has her chosen beverage delivered to her table.
His reward, a lovely smile and a cheery thank you.
He approaches the seated damsel who notices his red skirt, definitely not a muddy brown kilt!
Chat could be fine but romantic potential, no way. Could be a closet gay.
Now let's imagine that time has lapsed Wellsian fashion, 10 or 15 years.
Her thought maybe different. Wow nice taste, that skirt is just like one of mine, so cuuuute, and he has rocked the outfit perfectly.
When I think of the boys at school who wear skirts or dresses, so boring, like perfect little clones of that old dude, Pitt.
Hmmm, wonder how he looks without it. The rest we can leave to the imagination of the reader.
Historically, those "skirts and dresses" were more gender and class/status specific than any modern garment.
The colour purple was exclusive to the Royal family in Tudor England. Any commoner of any gender or social status would have been guilty of treason for wearing it. The punishment was death, yeah life was simpler in those days.
Fashion, faux pas tended to occur on a rare and very often, singular basis.
Strive to show that change is not only possible but essential to allow men to escape all the macho crap that has resulted in so many more male suicides and disastrously poor mental health.
Fashion is only one aspect; whole lives are affected and ruined too.