I'm pretty unselfconscious about being seen in wackadoo outfits but I don't like the idea of my neighbors seeing me without a bra.

That's an upside of cooler weather -- in a sweatshirt or coat, no one can tell!

I'm pretty unselfconscious about being seen in wackadoo outfits but I don't like the idea of my neighbors seeing me without a bra.

That's an upside of cooler weather -- in a sweatshirt or coat, no one can tell!

Oh yes. All bra rules are suspended in cold weather. It's glorious.

In college, I spent a lot of time in public wearing a sweatshirt, panties, and boxer shorts, and that was it. (This is why I don't understand the current FB post about being old means you don't care what you wear anymore???)

In Florida I go outside with the trash, dog, or whatever reason in what can only be described as absolutely inside only clothes all the time.

Growing up in Florida I ran out to get the morning paper in just my white BVDs.

Florida is kind of clothing-optional in a lot of places.

I still remember girls going to the mall wearing nothing but a bikini and high heels, and a purse. Maybe a wrap around the bikini but usually kind of open and flowing beachwear.

In college, I spent a lot of time in public wearing a sweatshirt, panties, and boxer shorts, and that was it.

My favorite pair of boxers-as-outerwear in college had great big blue marlins on them. When I was home for the summer, I couldn't find them, and asked my brother if he had seen them. He said "Oh, yeah, I was out of underwear so I grabbed those." [pause] "You...want them back?"

Me: "NEVER."

Did I ever tell you about the drug dealer who used to take out my trash for me? I actually knew him from high school, but he lived in the apartment upstairs from me for a while. I used to leave the filled trash bags outside my door, and he would hall them out to the trash without my asking.

That's nice, sj!

He said "Oh, yeah, I was out of underwear so I grabbed those." [pause] "You...want them back?"

Ha!

I never did the boxers-as-outerwear thing, but I did hangout in the dorm courtyard and lounge in my bathrobe a lot. That was all about claiming the space as not really public, even though it was, for me. "The world is my living room" I would say. I have lived in the same house for 12 years and I still feel like I'm intruding on the neighborhood, though.

Boxers as outerwear was the style, though! The guy came. He was so nice. Still don't know the price. I asked for bag removal, total trash out of the living room and to clean the kitchen floor. Depending on loan timeing and price, I may admit I need help. They need half up front and I really need it done next week. We will see.

Glad he was nice, Sophia. I hope the money part all works out easy peasy