Real Man?

Now, I've spent enough time in the shower to know that, for intents and purposes, I am a man. I've also watched enough MTV to know how "men" are supposed to dress, but I have to say that wearing a skirt is quite comfortable. Though I haven't become as comfortable yet to wear it outside the house, around the house I have taken up wearing a baggy, blue(man's color)-velvet skirt that drapes perfectly to the floor, just slightly covering my feet though not long enough to hinder my strides (or struts).

I know that most of you "men" out there are uncomfortable, for whatever reason, with my choice and opinion expressed here, and many of you may be converting that to anger, though before you start swinging your hay-makers, pilgrim, I must ask you to do one thing: On a hot summer, August afternoon, when even Californians (and there hatred for four DIFFERENT seasons) hate the sun, try on a skirt and wait for a breeze, It's like getting a blow job from Hera herself. I would like for you know one more thing before you fly off the handle and attempt (and fail) to turn me into a hate crime: I like girls, always have, and even watch girl-on-girl video when the mood strikes. So, I'm not some queer-o looking to steal your boyfriends or take you away from your half-truth relationship with that girl you described as what "might be the one" when you were so drunk that you spilled your tequila in your lap, inviting three out the five guys at your "killer Party" to "come over here and suck this dry".

Instead you might look at this as a rational look at what fashion really is. Is it trying to fit in or is it the first layer of sheltering? If your trying to fit in, then isn't being different important? I guess not if your too different. Is it the idea of fashion to find how to express your identity without giving up your inclusion? I've never really understood fashion. I wear suits to the baseball game and a jersey to the wedding. And to top it all off...sometimes...when I'm at home...I wear a skirt.