In the 1950,’s when I was 12 years old, I grew up in a family of all women, so it wasn’t unusual to wander by an open bedroom door and catch one of them dressing up for a date. I always admired the clothes that girls and women got to wear. Such a variety of pretty things, from delicate undergarments to soft, sensuous outerwear. For a guy it was pull on a pair of Jockey shorts and a pair of pants or jeans, top it off with a white