This is the outfit I posted the other day, but there was more I wanted to say about it, but couldn’t fit in with all the waxing lyrical about my globular bum. I’ve been thinking a lot about slutwalks recently. So much fantastic stuff as been written about that topic (as well as some pretty offensive stuff) so I don’t really want to talk about the walks themselves that much or the discussions about rape that inspired them, but instead my perceptions more generally about connections between what you wear and your willingness to get off with people, or otherwise.
But the funny thing is that as far as I have always understood the word slut, or its British equivalent slapper, as a derogatory term, is about people (well, women, I suppose) who sleep with a lot of people, or do so quickly anyway, or sleep with people they’re not meant to, like their friend’s boyfriends. It applied, as far as I knew, as much to people in trackie bottoms and tshirts as in a boobtube and miniskirt.
By the same token, I really don’t associate revealing clothing with promiscuity or being ‘easy’ or what ever you want to call it. I wore the outfit in the photo for girly cocktails at Harvey Nicks and the bars on George Street, where people generally dress up a lot a la Footballers’ Wives. And there were some classic examples and I will freely admit that I wasn’t entirely judgement free. Seeing girls in dresses that barely cover their bums, bare fake tan orange legs and platform skyscraper heels they can’t really walk in does sometimes make me snigger and feel a little embarrassed for them. But it’s because that kind of get up is just so unflattering on some (most) people, not because I in any way think that these girls are out looking for sex or anything like that.
These kinds of ‘going out clothes’ people wear on a girly night out are just a particular way of dressing. They’re a sign that you’ve made an effort, that the night is in some way special. It’s a bonding thing between girls more than anything. I recognise the ‘going out clothes’ culture myself, and the outfit at the top is my attempt at/version of it. The skirt is shorter than usual, there are heels, and bare arms. Hair straighteners were deployed and nails were painted. Yeah, I’m wearing tights and the heels are really not very heely at all, so compared to the Footballer’s Wives girls, I was looking very covered up. But the skimpiness gap between this and what I usually wear is probably the same as the gap between what those girls usually wear and what they wear on a night out. It’s the same impulse to dress up that led me to choose my outfit and it wasn’t about attracting male attention.
I don’t think it has anything very much to do with boys and I don’t think boys make the short skirt = ‘easy’ association as much as people assume.* If some guy is out looking to pull and gets chatting to a group of girls, I don’t think he’d neccessarily go for the girl that wears the skimpiest clothes, he’d go for the girl that was flirting with him the most. Body language and actual language override clothes, surely.
What do you think? Are going out clothes about looking attractive to the other (or same) gender? If not, what do you think drives the culture that determines what people wear for a night out? What drives your own clothing choices on such occassions?
* I have asked Dave about this and he says not, but then I suppose he has been conditioned by a decade of living with me and is hardly the most representative example of a guy looking to pick someone up in a bar for a one night stand. So this is pretty much pure conjecture on my part, but sensible conjecture I hope you’ll agree.