Just exposed my poor wrinkly arms for the first time this summer...I wouldn't be going out with them mind you...the neighbours would be fainting with the sheer horror.
But...why do most women take care to cover up their saggy and baggy bits when men don't give a toss...some ladies couldn't give a fig... I do know that 'cos I've seen them squashed into clothes which are patently three sizes too small...jeans that must surely cut into their lower bellies...tank tops that are struggling to contain ample bosoms...
It must be a blessed relief to get undressed in the evening and wear a dressing gown...
They wear thongs you know...you can see when they bend down to tend to a child or lean over a freezer with special offers of Spicy Wedges...wouldn't catch me wearing a thong. Cutting my nether regions in two...and where would you be putting your Tena Lady I want to know... if all you're wearing is a scrap of nylon lace about your bits...
Now it'd be different if I was tall and willowy with legs up to my armpits and cellulite was a foreign word...if I had neat buttocks and went to a salon to have my lady garden waxed...then I'd be sorting through the racks of dainty be-ribboned lacy thongs...go for comfy full briefs now...black ones...white need a bit of boiling.
There isn't much point in releasing your inner goddess and tossing caution to the wind if you're not comfy.
Floaty is the answer. Layers are good...loose is excellent...though some call 'loose' baggy...a size too big is so much better than a size too small...cotton is brilliant...acrylic is iffy and makes you sweat...polyester ought to be confined to the nearest landfill.
And don't ever wear anything beige.