One time in my early twenties I scavenged a change of clothes at my boyfriend's house and ended up wearing plain white men's boxer shorts and a (Salvation Army score) men's cotton Aloha shirt. I'm a small woman and these were men's size medium. I ive in the tropics and rode a bike everywhere at the time, and this outfit turned out to be natural air conditioning. The wind would blow in the sleeves of the shirt and out the tail, the shorts were extremely light weight, and it was just insanely confortable. I was just surfing, going to school, and riding bikes all day, so that became my uniform - white boxer shorts and a small wardrobe of 50¢ Aloha shirts. I had a part-time job in the evenings and I wore (relatively) normal clothes then. I did this for about a year, until my life went in a different direction.

But when I think about it, most of my eccentricities over the years have involved clothing, and a desire to be comfortable. My Converse All-Stars, usually high tops, come to mind - they're the only shoes (as opposed to sandals) that I wear, and I wear them with everything from levis to impeccable professional drag. Fortunately, I work in an "artistic" profession.