My UPDATE!
I’m now wearing pants. The dress was getting annoying (I had just gotten home from church), so I changed into cream-colored jammie pants with monkeys on them.
I gots to get me a pair of those! 
Wearing a big ol’ terrycloth bathrobe at 2 in the afternoon (excuse: I’m getting over a nasty bout of food poisoning) and no pants at all. But it’s freezing in my apartment, so perhaps I should put some pants on.
I’m wearing my day-glo orange latex gimp suit.
Gimp suit?
Yep, I’m wearing pants. Another downside to no longer living alone.
I’m wearing jeans. There is a big hole on the right side of the ass.
My bum is cold.
Black fleece sweats, no undies.
Me too! I’ve got a coupl’a pair of them. Love 'em, I do. Actually, it was either these or flannel boxers, but I left those at my other place, so…
And since it’s been brought up, I’ve got boxers with a hawaii-n (I tried that about 5 different ways, but I just don’t know how to spell that today) print. Slipper socks, too.
Ahhh, Sundays.
I’m wearing a favorite pair of beige khaki like pants. They have this cool weave that looks like very small diamonds, and also has a nice texture. The right leg has a couple of pockets on the back of the leg that is perfect for keeping my checkbook in. These are one of my nicest pairs of pants.
socks.
::aims black-light at Demo::
At the moment, no.
flared jeans.
–tygre
T-shirt and thong… I need to turn down the heat!
As you wish…I’ll be right over!