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I liked our neighbor and she always said hi and talked to me. Now I was trying to make myself obvious so we could do more dress fitting. I was eight years old and kind of a loner except when her neices and nephews or grandson was visiting. One day I was in our front yard and one of the girls was wearing the dress that I wore for the modeling session. I became infatuated with the girl and the dress and how good it felt on me. We had sort of a bond because I wore her dress.
The neighbor lady was named Martha and would ask me to model, especially before holidays as she was making fancy dresses. I was a "dress dummy" on a few more occasions, one was while walking home from school and she needed me right away. By that time I was more than willing. I think I was a dress model about four more times over the next two years until our family moved away. I have very warm feelings about those experiences.
I never wanted to wear girl clothes after that but did think about it from time to time. It was several years later that I had an operation and male clothing was very uncomfortable. I bought some women's underwear and two skirts to wear during recovery. Ten years later I am still shopping for, looking at ads, and wearing skirts nearly every day. My neighbors are used to me walking my dog with a skirt, my wife likes me to wear skirts and gives me advice, I like to go hiking in a skirt, or driving because there is no inseam squashing me. I enjoy pulling the skirt up to enjoy the air conditioning. My skirts are "masculine", meaning stealthy and resemble shorts. I have no desire to cross dress, etc.
That was my early experience dressing up. I hope I never "recover."
- Fred in Skirts
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My family doc sent me to a Dermatologist. She started me wearing skirts. This was done to help the infection heal as pants were rubbing the sores so they would not heal. And with applying salves and creams three to four times a day it made sense. I wore the skirts for a little over 9 weeks straight. I had no choice that during this time I had to wear them outside. but when she told me I could wear pants again I wore a pair to town to do some business and shopping. I lasted an hour before I went home and changed back into my skirts and have been skirted since. I was crushed by the inseam about 4 times during the hour. That was the last time I wore pants or shorts.
(1) Improperly cleaned toilet seat in the grocery store. The person who was assigned to clean just put the caustic cleaner on the seat and let it dry. So when I sat down it became wet with sweat and caused the burns. It was a very hot day.
And now you know the rest of the story!!
"The universal aptitude for ineptitude makes any human accomplishment an incredible miracle."
"It is better to be hated for what you are than be loved for what you are not" Andre Gide: 1869 - 1951
My female cousin was quite exited to run round in my shorts......I was not so sure about wearing her cissy yellow dress as I could see one of my
male playmates coming up the road....things started getting more serious after I was twenty five . I do not wear trousers by choice now I am retired
and prefer to live my own life style ......... First trip out in a caftan today ...Delightfully comfortable and no comment from my friends .
I will admit that I prefer to wear a Kilt or a Caftan as both are traditional male garments ...I did consider a Caftan was a bit odd when I first saw
one being worn fifty years ago .
It is just a matter of gaining confidence when exploring a new male fashion style.
One has to dig through all the information and fashion history
as it is generally reported that members of The Skirt Café may only have one siting in the wild of a man in a skirt per year per year .
I now feel this is just another male fashion style , so go or it ......Happy skirting.........
I sometimes feel there is some stigma with being a man in a female skirt .....There is a mental block when I choose to dress in an alternative style as
I may be involved in a social tasking which requires the traditional style of attire as part of the body language .
This may go back to the days when we had to wear our school uniform per the book or we were reprimanded.
In later years children's ' school uniform was abolished . Children became undisciplined.... so the uniform was re introduced .....But not to the same standard .
Perhaps some men may admit to making a special effort to look smart when wearing a skirt.
I was wearing high heels pretty much all the time by age of 25 - and in the year or two preceeding my skirt wearing I was finding it hard to coordinate pants/trousers etc with high heels - the trouser hems and styles vs the shoes and heel height etc. I have always enjoyed being in heels and prefer them to flats and it was awkward and I didn't feel the look was right.
For me skirts just made so much style sense but it was big move to wear them - and I was very apprehensive - but was also surprised as to just how easy they were to coordinate - and just how much nicer they are to wear all year round. I have never looked back and wear all styles and I only wear trousers/pants perhaps once or twice a year at the most. I cannot recall the last time I wore jeans/trousers - its that infrequent for me now.
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Shortly after my retirement in 2005, I found a guy on the Internet who went to trade shows in the USA in a skirt suit. From the comments it seemed he was accepted by his clients and coworkers. His comments: if a girl can wear pants than a boy could wear skirts. He found it also very comfortable. I was slightly interested but it took some years before I discovered SkirtCafe and that was the spark I needed. I had no idea how to get a skirt because I had no notion of the strange US sizing. So I converted old jeans. I found a stretch of woodland with mountain bike trails and started to walk there, hill up and hill down. There I realized how comfortable skirts were in the rough terrain.
All went in secrecy because my wife is slightly narrow minded when it comes to this kind of behavior. My breakthrough came after she watched the movie Braveheart. She asked for fun how a kilt would look on me. There is only one way to find out, I ordered a UTkilt. And the rest is history.
Admits - playing hockey today - 4c with a north-westerly bitter wind, thick shorts beat a thin skirt by a mile. But it's not always winter though!!
build into my rigs. Brand new £ 2 each .hard to say why we are interested in these type of garments , perhaps they are a substitute for the Roman
and Greek classic style of garments . There is some agreement of the Idea of wearing summer weight skirts with other styles of Simple skirts as
Warm layering as under clothes as the autumn temperature falls ....Now down to 14 C to 17 C.....What I would expect for this time of year....
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At some point in the mid 1980s I saw a guy wearing a very long skirt on the Boston metro, and that brought the dormant idea back for a bit, but I pushed it down knowing the backlash it'd cause in my family.
In the early 2000s, with most of my elders gone, the idea returned once again -- and this time I was able to actually execute on it. I constructed my first skirt -- a white mini -- from an abandoned curtain I'd found lying around in the basement when doing the laundry one time when my late ex- was away visiting pals (back when she had any) in Florida. Fortunately, she embraced my new-found curiosity and growing sense of style and was very supportive of it -- and why not! Out of that she wound up with a bit of a changed man insofar as I now actually cared about how I looked, which was not the case before.
I've been wearing skirts ever since and haven't looked back. She's been gone a few years, but I still have all my other friends -- and nobody bats an eyelash any longer. My sense of style has evolved in the meantime. I've embraced dresses, and I'll occasionally push the boundaries of hem-length depending on venue, weather, and mood. Unfortunately, we're in the season now where the last two can be quite ratty indeed, and I've relegated all my lightweight, short, and summery stuff to a closet in the hall leaving the heavy stuff in the bedroom-closet.