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Straight Family Man Prefers To Wear Skirts And Heels As He Believes ‘Clothes Have No Gender’

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Mark Bryan is a 63-year-old heterosexual man who loves to wear skirts and heels. He got bored of wearing a suit to work every day and found that he enjoyed wearing women’s clothing. For Bryan, clothes have nothing to do with his sexuality, and his wife agrees.

Mark Bryan is a 63-year-old husband and father of three who is proud of how he has blended his fashion sense. He finds comfort in rocking a suit, a pencil skirt, and heels.

The father of three is originally from Dallas, US, but lives in Crailsheim, Baden-Württemberg, in Germany. He works as a robotics engineer, and admits, his preference of clothing has nothing to do with his sexuality.

Bryan is a happily married heterosexual male who does not have a binary perspective on fashion, “I’m a straight, cis man, and how I dress has nothing to do with sexuality. I love wearing what I wear.”

When Did Mark Bryan Start Wearing Skirts?

Bryan can walk in heels every day because of his powerful legs and muscular frame. He claimed that while shopping with his wife on the weekend, he had the inspiration to start switching up his clothes.

 

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His wife suggested that he try on several outfits since he had grown tired of wearing the same suit and tie to work and wanted to change things up.

Bryan began wearing heels with his pants in 2015. At the time, his coworkers made a joke about him wearing skirts shortly. They had no idea that by 2018, skirts would be a mainstay in his closet.

The three-time father had always been interested in mixing men’s and women’s clothes, but it was assumed that doing so would turn him gay. “I am just an average, normal, straight, and happily married guy,” he added.

In college, Bryan remarked that wearing heels felt natural, and now he wears them every day. The 63-year-old actually has heels for every situation.

Bryan wears them short for a laid-back day and matches them with denim jeans. For a day in the city, he wears block heels, which make it easy to navigate the cobblestone streets. “The only time I’m not wearing heels is when I’m on the football pitch, as I’m a keen player and coach,” Bryan stated.

 

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