Women and men all over organized in their skimpiest of outfits and walked the streets in support of the right to wear whatever (or not!) they chose without fearing victimization by predatory elements, and that law enforcement should do just that, enforce the laws protecting citizenry, without regard to attire.
I live in an area of the country that is quite progressive. Public nudity in Portland is perfectly legal, as long as there is no lewd behavior involved. I like that, even if I don't hop on my bike and join the World Naked Bike Ride. ;)
S and I frequent a public hot tub and wellness cooperative that is clothing optional. When we first began dating, the idea of being nude in public was actually pretty daunting for him. At this point, there's a sense of disappointment involved with needing clothes. One of the key features that we're both interested in with looking at getting a hot tub at the house is to have the clothing optional option without having to truck over to Portland, and sharing that with our friends and partners.
At work, my look is quite sporty. Easy-moving fabrics, short sleeves, capri length pants. It's important to be able to stretch and move without challenge. Function above form. When I'm at business events, it's more formal and dressy. Sometimes heels and hosiery are employed. Often skirts and dresses are part of the scene. Then there is what gets worn when I'm going out on for dates and social events. Once described as "Harlot Nouveau", it usually features quite an expanse of leg, some cleavage, and colors and fabrics that aren't part of everyday wear.
When I am dressed up, I feel powerful, sexy, alluring, flirty, dangerous. Look at me or not, like it or not, it's what I'm up to at that moment in time. Some of my partners enjoy it, some are neutral. Any way you slice it, it's part of what's enjoyable for me in dating: dressing the part.
Recently, my kinky male roommate, who likes to do some cross dressing, asked me to go shopping with him. We have no relationship with each other, so I've got to assume there is some level of, "I like your look, and want to shop with you!" going on. That, or I'm really a fashion disaster that he's attempting to redirect. ;)