There were also a few running jokes about the skirt. I would say something to a friend about leaving my skirt alone (my male friends would try to unzip the skirt when they hugged me) to which their response would always be, "Oh? That's a skirt? I thought it was a belt."
I would say that having a skirt that doesn't quite cover your rear was a fun experiment. But I don't think it was really me and I wouldn't be surprised if I never wear it again. Because when I was out on the dance floor, I felt kind of naked. And not because my rear was peeking out a bit, but because when I would dance and twirl, there was nothing flowy twirling about with me. I much prefer the long, flowy, ankle length sheer skirts that twirl and float with me as I get my swirl on.