Thanksgiving week, Lula was up and dressing for work. I was in the living room doing whatever, and she came in and asked my opinion of her pants. She wanted to know if they went down far enough and of course my not paying attention auto reply was, you look great honey(I am stupid but not dumb). Anyway, I then got to thinking and blurted out, "why don't you wear a skirt and some hot little heels? That was met with a "you stupid fuck" look, and I said, seriously, when I was a kid, my teachers wore skirts, little dresses and "come fuck me" heels. I remember getting all wooded up in class(Lula is a school teacher). She gave the old "oh fuck off I am getting ready leave me alone attitude" and said, I dress comfortably. I am not wearing a short skirt and high heels to work! I then dumbly quipped, o come on, that's your job!..to dress for us men and especially me. Wrong move. She remained silent until she left and I then got to thinking, and came up with a theory and when I told both Lula and her sister Katy over Thanksgiving, they both said in unison that I was full of shit. No, they really did say that.

After Lula left that morning for work, Wyatt and I were watching the West Wing on Bravo, and after it had ended, I put Wyatt down for a nap, and some fashion show was on. I reached for the remote to turn the TV to Sportscenter, but the chicks on this show were half naked and sexy as all Hell. I started watching this show. It was along the lines of Blow Dry, Runway and Ugly Betty. In each and every show, there was an overwhelming majority of either in the closet fags who try to hide it the best they can but fail miserably; or flaming homosexuals who jog every day at dawn and hit Gold's at dusk, all the while during the day snacking on cock and cream wherever and whenever they could find the time.
Here is my theory:
Gay men aren't attracted to women. They get erections when they see good looking guys at the gym or in line at the dry cleaners. Straight men get wood every single time a hot lady, or even a "doable" girl struts by. Now, gay men, who have been shunned for a long long time by society as a whole, are getting us straighties back....via our women.
They design clothes that are comfortable. They don't care if the clothes look sexy. They put themselves into the woman's mind, design the attire and present it. Straight guys could give a shit if the lady is comfortable. If it means wearing hot little sexy shoes versus Crocs, we take the former. Uncomfortable? Tough, deal with it, I am getting hard. Or mini skirts versus stretch pants. Yeah, stretch pants are the first thing I Google when surfing for something to rub one out to. Come on folks. I cracked this code. What we need to do is fire all the fags from women's designing and hire either straight dudes or even hot lesbians; people who know what we straight men need and frankly deserve.
We need a mogul, maybe the Donald can do something about this. he has enough bank to start up a company of sexy clothes, that men can appreciate!