Simply put, the skirt is the most
flattering object that an
attractive human female can put on her
lower torso. It highlights
hips and
buttocks and suggests, through the open bottom, the possibility for
immediate sexual contact.
While there is the occasional person who should never be seen in a skirt, the traits that inspire this arise from the person in question and not from the skirt itself; thus, the
cloth is left blameless for the trespass of
taste committed by its bearer.
In summary, the skirt is perfectly suited to tickle the
subconscious mind. It inspires general
happiness, and particular
sexual happiness, in a sometimes-
subtle sometimes-
overt sense.
The
genetic reasons for the predisposition of myself to be drawn, in
eyes and
mind, towards loose hanging cloth wraps are intriguing. Certainly nothing in
nature looks like a skirt, with the possible exception of
long hair: not exactly the sort of thing you would want on a girl’s hips. Maybe it is just the revelation of legs and the shape of what is above. Long legs are certainly a
desirable genetic trait to give offspring.
More important, however, is that those
offspring have the capacity to attract
mates of their own. What I find attractive, other
humans will probably find attractive. Thus, a child borne to me from an
attractive female is more likely to continue passing on my
genes by attracting, with its genetically acquired looks, a
mate of its own. Thus, attractiveness, as well as skirts, may be a means only to its own end. Regardless of the higher
philosophical applications, I salute those attractive females who choose to adorn themselves with this particularly outstanding attire.