I’ve been mulling over the “swagger” thing, because part of me really wants to claim that, but I don’t think it describes the way I move. I certainly don’t let my clothes tell me what to do. I can see that fence-climbing, puddle-jumping and moor-running (that pic got my attention the first time I saw it, because it looks like how I wear my clothes, skirts or not) are inherently not ladylike activities. I don’t want to be a lady, with the limitations and constriction that entails. But “swagger”, while it’s great for after you’ve made a dunk (abaya or not), isn’t me either, and not just because I can’t dunk. I don’t know if there is a term for what I’m looking for: more free and independent than a lady, more feminine than a swagger, more grown-up than Pippi Longstocking. That’s where you’ll find me, and if there’s a word for it, lmk.
On men in skirts, I’ve never been with a guy in a kilt, but the Somali guy I’ve mentioned on here before wore something like a sarong at home. When guys came over, they often brought theirs to wear in the apartment. When we went to visit his family, some men in the town wore them, while others wore pants. There was some division according to activity—pants were more for office work—but no gauging masculinity based on what a man was wearing.
Z, that video’s from the big city (to us) near where I grew up. I’m happy to see boys there being mature enough to handle it when a girl cuts past them to the basket like that.