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Women and gay men have all the fun.

Well, at least when it comes to clothes. You know, they can be fashionable, wear the latest trends, wear anything they want without anyone batting an eyelash. They have a wider range of styles to choose from, too.

While straight guys usually just wear ordinary t-shirts and jeans, or collared shirts with loose-fitting slacks or whatever.

Like Sting once said, "I don't subscribe to that point of view." Personally, I like to wear clothes some people might say are "unconventional." Well, for one, I have really short legs, so I can't use loose-fitting pants. I'll look shorter and fatter than I really am if ever I use those kinds of pants. Furthermore, I like wearing tight-fitting shirts. Those loose shirts tend to make me sweat more. I don't know why, they just do.

Anyway, the problem is, some people who see me wearing these kinds of clothes automatically assume I'm gay. What's up with that? Just because an adult male likes to wear unusual clothes, they're automatically gay?

Now I don't really mind people thinking of me as such, and nobody has really said it straight to my face. It's just fairly amusing what some people think. Like this one time, a friend of mine introduced me to a gay friend of hers, and later on he asked her privately if I was a "kabaro." She just laughed and told him no.

I guess it's just not only the way I dress but also the fact that I'm more comfortable around women than with other guys. I have more female friends than male ones. I just can't sometimes stand the "Hey, pare" boisterous, chest-puffing, male posturing, can't-talk-about-anything-else-but-sports-and-cars kind of guys. And believe me, there are a lot of those out there.

It's funny too because sometimes my wife doesn't want me to go up to her office, because I might be wearing something "shocking" to her officemates. There was this one time I fetched her, and one of her officemates was surprised to see me because I was wearing a tight-fitting shirt and shiny jeans. She said (to my wife, privately) that I wasn't what she had pictured in her head of what my wife's husband would look like. She thought I would be the stereotypical collared shirt and slacks wearing type.

Not that I'm a "wild" guy. I don't smoke. I don't hang out at bars or stay up late. I drink only occassionally. I'm just a regular guy, albeit with a different fashion sense than most other men.

Hmmm... this rant seems to be running a little longer than I expected, and really is going nowhere. Well, like it says on the left, I really have nothing significant to say.

But I'm sure there are other guys out there who'd like to try something different. What I'm saying is, don't let conventions hinder you from what you really want to do. It's time to "come out of the closet," so to speak...