What do you like to wear?

I love wearing comfortable things like a sceond skin. Sweats, big comfy cozy tops....I only like real fabric things....so these have to be 100% cotton and get softer with many thousands of washings. I love soft worn in jeans with holes.....I love tank tops in the summer and big white t's......and boxer shorts for girls. I love sundresses in the summer.....I like loose fitting things.....I don't like heels unless they are minimal...I wear sneakers, sandals, Ugg type boots, flats.....and slippers in the house.

 

I also love to wear soft flannel things when it is cold.

 

and cashmere sweaters.......I like soft things to wear.

 

That's sooo, me. Jeans with holes, tights, boxers and Ts. And slides or runners.
I like a little hole in the ass of my jeans too sometimes, sept when I am dealing with a new contract for my work. I am not one for frilly things much but I love tassels on my leather jackets and some other thongs that tassels look great on.
When I travel I take a poncho kind of jacket that goes with anything, makes a great blanket too if you get stuck in the middle of the night in a train station in France like I did when I was there, sleeping with all the transients. I even have a funky colored one from the Chez republic that gets comments from everyone and it looks awesome in winter with holy jeans.

 

Sundresses, leggings and comfy oversized shirts, skinny jeans, tank tops and granny cardigans. Various boots in the winter, flats and sandals in the summer.

 

other people's skin


(not really)

 

Yeah, leggings, too, here.....My skin is super sensitive, so i cannot have anything too scratchy or hard on it......anyway......I have two closets full of clothes here.....silks of all kinds....tons of stufff...i inherited alot from my mom, too, who had the the same taste as I do inc lothes, so we shared alot....even though her arms were much shorter than mine, so some things of hers, I can't really wear(she was only 5'2"n her prime and got shorter...I am al ittle over 5"6")....but I have her things here. I wonder if I will ever get to wear half the things that I have in my closets....tons of dresses of all kinds, too....

 

Oh, and I forgot my section of velvets...Love velvet, too.

 

Assless chaps

 

Me too!!!

Sometimes I like to just put on my assless chaps while I listen to One Direction.

 

I have assless chaps from my biking days, they look great but where to wear them anymore???

 

I have so many things given to me I have come to realize it's time to send some stuff to donation. Three closets full and one is a walk in, BF says it's not a walk in, it's a walk up to and say Holy shit!
Ya it's bad but I love it, means I am not poor is my story, hahaha.

 

I am constantly giving things away, too....to people that want and need things. Idon't know how many thousands of dollars I have given to Jesse down the street who is scrapping by.....of my brother's things. My brother is constantly weeding his wardrobe out and then dumping it all on me...LOL jesse and his girlfirned are very happy to get the things, though.......so I am constantly looking for homes for things,t oo.....

have thousands of my brother's CD's here....and don't knwo what to do with them, either...He is only Ipad now.....so I have to constantly llok for homes for things. Iguess I am the dumpng ground here. Was for my mom's stuff, too.

 

My brother, Matt, also dumped two of Elton John's suits here that Elton wore...I tried to sell them on ebay once...and wasnot able to. Stillhave those, and do not know what to do with those either.

 

Have tw sheds outside too...One I had to get reroofed to accomodate stuff after my mom died. I hate drowning in stuff, but that is what I seem to be doing here.

 

Wow, would love to have my hands on them Elton suits, just to have them.

 

shirts that have pockets. pants that have pockets. something on my feet so i don't get tetnis from some f'tard's broket beer bottle. preferably yellowish olivish green shirts and dark reddish brown pants. and if its cold enough to wear a coat of some kind, one of those with a lot pockets too.

when its warm enough, and if everyone were considerate enough, the skin i was born in would be just fine.

i'm usually too body shy to run around naked in front of anyone i wasn't married to. but in an ideal world i'd have fur and a tail.

at any rate, the less i have to spend on clothing, the more i can have for things i'm interested in. (trains, computers, art supplies, camping equipment, every kind of tool useful for creating and exploring)

 

I used to run around barefoot, and then got lichen, so won't do that anymore.....

 

Me too, the less on clothes the better for my retirement fund and fun stuff. I buy most of my stuff from Sally Ann's and second hand stores. Years ago I was afraid to walk into one of them stores. I won't buy undies or socks tho.

 

that happend to me, when my wife died and my mother died six months later. my mom was 91, but my wife was only 59. i would have loved to have been able to hang on to some of it. but i was too broke at the time. never have had land, only once for a couple of years did my parents.

i don't miss most of the crap my mother hung on to. my dad, who had died more then ten years before them, was always throwing everything out, then buying more cheap crap to replace it with when he realized he'd just thrown out some one thing he vitally needed.

i've had to walk away from everything more then once. i've been luck since my pension started to kick in. by then though, many of the things i would have liked to have been able to hang onto, were long gone.

my wife had a fairly complete tayloring set up, with an interesting collection of machines, a couple of which i really wish i still had. besides the usual one industrial and one free arm, there was a surger i got quite a bit of use out of myself, and a really odd little machine that was a bit tricky to learn how to use, called a blind hemmer. which did just that one thing, but did it rather well. and i could really use that too, because pants that fit my waste, always have legs a mile too long on them. (and hemming them by hand seems to take for effing ever)