Synopsis: Jamie is caught wearing his mother's pantyhose on the last day of school. His mother gives him an unusual option to avoid punishment for dishonesty. It was the last day of schoolth grade that is--and when I arrived home at a quarter-to-three I wanted to celebrate. My sister Julie, who was two years older, was staying overnight with a friend. My mother wouldn't be home from work until at least six and my father, whom I only vaguely remembered, had deserted us years ago to pursue whatever he was pursuing. My love of pantyhose began when I was eleven, when I first tried on my mother's hose.
It's Metafilter's 20th anniversary! To celebrate, scan some cats or help fund Mefi! Trends come and go For here is my conservative little secret: Pantyhose, to me, are one of many symbols of womanhood. It does that for me still: I happily go bare-legged in the summer, but come fall, slipping on a pair of pantyhose is an adult version of putting on my back-to-school wardrobe.
In the sixteenth century, it would be perfectly normal for a respectable gentleman to be seen wearing hose, as it was then known - Henry VIII was even reputed to have padded his in order to make his legs appear more masculine. Since then, however, fashions have changed, and with the odd exception such as leggings for running or cycling, hosiery has become a purely feminine affair, longer and thinner than its male counterpart. A man might wear thick, knee-high socks for playing sports, but never gossamer thin stockings that reach up to his thighs - novelty socks with humorous designs on them are about as exciting as men's hosiery ever gets, and even they're often more boyish than manly.
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