The phone goes off at o-dark o’clock: an auto-dialer from school about the snow closure.

Stump downstairs, pants in hand.

Pause to consider lighting the tree.

Realize… coffee first.

Then pants.

Then tree.

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To be honest I usually shave in the shower after shampooing and washing everywhere else — that give me time to really soap up and soak the whiskers, which in turn makes for a much more comfortable shave.

This time though I played around first with a battery-powered electric razor and then with my regular shaving cream and blade razor.

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So this summer I got a bike that actually fit me and wound up riding it quite a lot. Now that winter’s setting in I started taking a “spinning” class at a nearby gym. Spinning is where a bunch of people ride stationary bikes while an instructor blares intolerably loud, fast techno-bump and runs you through a structured set of exercises that simulates a bike ride over variable terrain. The main benefits? It’s indoors and it’s excellent exercise for your heart, lungs, and legs.

But enough about that, what I really wanted to talk about are bike shorts. Getting pounded on my ischial tuberosities bugged me a little last summer, and because you “ride” a lot harder in class I was winding up even more sore. So I broke down and bought a pair of bike shorts.

Now bike shorts are interesting little devices. Because bicycle seats, even the ones that claim to be padded, are so notoriously uncomfortable they sew padding into the seat of the pants instead. They’d always looked as though they were probably pretty comfortable while you’re actually on the bike. But they always looked kind of awkward on people who are just walking around.

And I discovered that, in fact, they are comfortable on the bike. So that’s pretty cool.

I also discovered, however, the first time I put them on, that they also trigger almost pre-verbal-childhood memories.

Of toddling around in a diaper.

Eww.

Consequently, except for biking, I think bicycle shorts are better off, well… off! :-)

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Ok, first of all for a heck of a lot of people one of the spookier things you can say to them is “Put on this gown after you undress. It goes on with the ties towards the back.” Talk about chills up your spine! Nuff said.

But more to the point I think an exam gown nicely illustrates the difference between sexy and “sexy” costumes. Now just to be clear there’s nothing wrong with the sort of “sexy” doctor/nurse costumes you see advertised (if not necessarily worn) all over. But while costumes centered around lucite heels for women, or Chippendale collars for men tend more to signify sexiness than embody it. They’re safe because the exaggerations make clear you’re just pretending sexiness.

Again that’s fine (if a bit dismissive of people who have to wear those clothes at work) but it seems like if you’re just going to pretend to be something why not avoid pretending you’re something else entirely. As the former blogger Olympia Monet put it why not just wear a nice black dress with a pointy hat and maybe a broom? Or a suit with a big red sash, pitchfork, and a little forked goatee? And then just be yourself, as sexy, or not sexy as you want to be.

And if you do want to be a little more erotic, maybe just for a private party for two? I think one could do worse than a hospital gown, lab coat, biker jeans and vest, a kilt and sash, or tutu… with underneath as much or as little else as you wish to wear underneath of course… could be sexy and stylin’

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