Are you saying guys wouldn’t be concerned about themselves walking around topless, or their female roommate walking around topless? Either way, I’d agree with you 
Gender: Female
Which do you have more of, shirts or pants: Shirts
I almost always put ony my pants before my shirt. Underwear, bra, pants, socks, shirt, shoes.
Shirt first
Don’t you hate pants?
Female.
Pants/skirt. Bra. Shirt goes on last, or I’m changing right up until I leave.
Female.
Pants first. I typically go through all my morning stuff in pants and a bra and wait until right before I leave to put on the shirt. Keeps from getting makeup, hair, or whatever on there while I’m getting dressed.
Female. I put my glasses on first, then my flipflops. If I actually go outside the house, or I’m expecting a visit from the Home Health nurse, then I put on a dress. Otherwise, I just run around in my panties.
Shirt
Socks, underwear, trousers, shoes, shirt.
Why? After my shower, I sit on the bed to put on my socks. Underwear goes on next (up to my thighs), then the trousers (up to my thighs), then the shoes. Then I can put on my shirt, pull up my pants and trousers, button my shirt and tuck it in. I could put the shirt on first, then the other stuff saving the socks and shoes for last, but it’s more comfortable to dress from the bottom up while I’m seated on the bed.
And since I’m seated, I put the underwear and trousers on both legs at the same time.
Indeed, yes, this IS the first necessity, and this is what I do on weekends (when I don’t set the alarm clock and just “get up when I get up”). Fortunately, however, I have the kind of coffee pot that I can set up so that my coffee is automatically brewed by the time I get out of bed. This is what I do during the workweek.
Gender: Female.
Shirts/Pairs of Pants/Skirts: I’m too lazy to get up and count. Probably more shirts though.
On worknights, I pick out my clothes just before my shower (I don’t do morning showers – uggh!) so I don’t have to be bothered with figuring out what matches what while I’m suffering from “morning coma.”
Order of Operations:
Bra, knee-his (socks if winter, pantyhose if wearing a skirt), pants or skirt, shirt, shoes. Drink coffee/watch news, brush teeth, brush hair, grab lunch (also made the night before) and leave for work. Getting home, I change my top first, mostly because I’m in a hurry to lose the damn bra (I hate bras and virtually only wear them to work). Then the shoes, socks, knee-his or pantyhose go, then pants or skirt, to be replaced by shorts or sweat pants and sandals or slippers.
On weekends when I’m home by myself (or if my boyfriend is here and we plan to spend our time enjoying the Great Indoors), I often don’t bother to get dressed at all. I stay comfy in my PJs and undies (this is what I’ve got on now). When I do get dressed on a weekend, it’s shirt first, socks if I’m going to wear my sneakers, jeans (or shorts or skirt), then shoes (sneakers or sandals).
I’m a man, and always wear my shirt first. Why? you ask. Because the first thing I do in the morning is shower. Then I want my body well dried before wearing clothes. I stand nude under the ceiling fan to air dry after toweling, while air-flipping and brushing my long hair. So I wear the shirt first to give my crotch more time to air dry, because crotch seems to be the last place to dry, and I can’t stand dampness there under my clothes. So I keep my pants off till the last minute (and remain “commando” throughout the day, of course). Also, the advantage of easier tucking in the shirt if it goes on before the pants.