Over the last four days I have not worn a vest it has been so hot.
It felt sort of liberating like women not wearing bras.
I have always worn a vest.
I have never questioned it.
Though an Aussie, I am of British stock. Wearing a vest is as ingrained as having a stiff upper lip during adversity or thinking of the Queen when trying not to go ‘all the way’.
My cousin who has considerable experience of men says she doesn’t know a single man —-or a married one —–who wears a vest to bed.
I have always called them ‘singlets’ but my friend who is British calls them ‘vests’, the name I have adopted too.
She doesn’t mind if they’re coloured. She’s liberal that way.
It still seems a little ‘racy’ not wearing a vest underneath a shirt but I am getting used to it.
Still I pop on a vest whenever it gets cool
It makes me feel more whole.
- what do you think of vests?