I chickened out today. I woke up this morning with the good intention of wearing a skirt when going to the city of Regensburg, but got cold feet and changed into pants right before catching the train.
It’s time for another short story about wearing a skirt in public. I took my son to the playground in a green skirt and black leggings.
Germany is well-known for its traditional Christmas markets. I visited a few of them in skirts this past December and this is my experience.
This is the story about the black dress that hung in my closet as a kid. It belonged to my mom and was the garment that kicked off my interest in dresses and skirts.
I finally wore a skirt to the office for the first time and the experience was tremendously positive. This is what happened.
I now openly wear skirts in front of everyone, but there was a time when I kept it hidden. This is how I showed my parents my passion for skirt-wearing.
It wasn’t that long ago that I realized I had a certain set of skirts that I wear when I am planning on going out in public and not feeling as confident about my skirt-wearing as I normally do. I have dubbed these my “safety blanket skirts”.
This is the story of how an offhand comment thoroughly changed my perspective on going out in a skirt in public.
Not long ago, I went to my son’s daycare and came across a boy in a dress and had a great conversation with his mom.
I’ve been wearing skirts out in public much more frequently and recently, I started wearing them to my son’s daycare.
