I've always thought that the sexiest clothes are the simplest.
Cotton, denim, sometimes silk. Clothing that is soft to the touch,
that draws attention to the wearer and not the clothing itself,
clothing that's comfortable to wear, that looks good in muted colors--
What I'm getting to is that I don't understand why lingerie
is considered the epitome of women's apparel.
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This seems to be the minority opinion, at least among guys.
From those awful Valentine's Day intimate apparel "gift for her
(but mostly for him)" to annual magazine lingerie specials, black
lacy underwired unmentionables (well, almost unmentionable) are sexy in their perceived message:
"take me now, loverboy."
The peeks of skin through lace may accentuate that message, but
it tends to put sensuality on a pedestal, to remove touch from
everyday experience. What I've found most sexy are the clothes most related to life. Clothing that people can wear and be comfortable in. Clothing that, when the time is right, can be removed without a "hey! look! this is all about sex!" kind of production. I don't why this is such an infrequently encountered viewpoint.
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(On the other side of the gender coin, I'm definitely a boxers kind of guy...
I know some women are convinced that a pair of briefs fitting like
a glove is wonderfully sexy, (depending on the wearer of course)
but I reject that meat market approach. Loose clothing, moving
with you, hinting and whispering instead of explaining and shouting
generates superior clothing karma beneath it all.)
All in all, the sexiness of clothes will always need to come from the attitude of the wearer. |