And more funny ideas, apparently, included the idea of what qualified as decent fashion.
For, as Will came out of the dressing room for the first time, he had picked rather interesting set of garment.
The shirt was a
hawaiian one. Not the most garish one in the history of mankind or anything, but a pretty bright, eye-catching garment, for sure.
The skirt was a
sheer black pencil skirt, and Will had shifted his legs so that it fit well on him. Not bad looking, but, you know. Didn't go with the shirt, or his general, overall maleness at this point in time.
He stood there, proud of himself.