Generally, and this is depressing, but the only time I wear skirts are to funerals. So...I don't wear them very often.

If you like it, do it. They'll get used to it soon enough.

I hate skirts with a passion still. I only wear pants. I can't stay in formal clothes long either. I dunno... I just like loose clothing that I can run in. Too active to be put in dresses and stuff like that.

I don't recall ever actually getting that kind of reaction from a guy.

Yeah, I tend to have my problems with hell, too. For me, it's sneakers. Love them.
I know what you mean about feeling naked. I used to complain about guys never looking at me twice. Now, if they do, I'm all at once like: "Huh? Do I have spinach in my teeth?"

On Thursday, I'm going to a musical put on my a local group, and I'm going to quasi-dress up, and my American Sign Language prof is going to be there. I look forward to her reaction, as I show for class in t-shirt and jeans and do nothing with hair (other than ponytail) and no make-up.

Breaking a bone... not so fun. Rather just live short than go through pain.

Zooks- hope you had fun at your musical!

Hope you have fun, Zook!

'Gypsy' is based on the memoirs of Gypsy Rose Lee, a very famous burlesque dancer from back in the day. Her mother was this incredibly overbearing stage mother who pushed her dreams on Gypsy (real name Louise) and her sister, June, who was the 'star' of the little act. It was basically a cutsie little thing with the kids being perpetually 9 going on 10. When vaudville dries up, the guys in the act split and June elopes. So Mama turns her eye on Louise, and they get this real cruddy little kiddy act going. They get booked into a house of burlesque, and one night, when they need someone to go on stage and fill space, Mama volunteers Louise. Right. So Louise (who gets the stage name Gypsy Rose Lee then) goes out, and I guess finds she has a talent for doing a striptease. I went for the ASL, not for the show. And, honestly, the Deaf people are real lucky they couldn't hear the pit orchestra. The onstage singing (when the mikes were working) wasn't half bad. But it's regional theatre. And I did learn some curse words. *evil grin* So did the others from my class who were there. If they picked up on them and plan to use them, I dunno. I'll be nice about it. OH! And I learned the sign for 'gimick' during one of the songs where the strippers are telling Louse that no talent is required to do what they do, just the ability to flaunt it and have a new angle on doing it. One of the chicks, who is very, very stacked, had light-up stars. ONe on each breast and one on the front of her thong. Wow. I'd die of humiliation if I had to go out in that! Anyway...

I can't remember them now, but, yeah, there were some bad words. Ah, well. I know the universal one-fingered salute, so...yeah.