Apart from some being white and some Ivory, they all look more or less the same to me. High waist, low leg, and far too tight around my genitals. At least a nappy offers me some freedom in that respect.
Two days later, we returned to the tailor’s shop. I felt positively ashamed as I stripped down to my underwear in a back room with my aunt and the tailor watching me.
I’d been nervously looking forward to starting my new job, but now I’m nervous for a whole different set of reasons. Unlike the suit I’d planned to wear for work, my expensive tailored suit consists of fitted ‘boot cut’ trousers with an unusual side zip fastening, and a fitted jacket that’s far shorter than I’m used to.