[beppe]

When I go to work I wear them all right. Fantasy with little airplanes, my favorites, or more traditional with stripes, or squares in modest colors, pale so that do not show under light slacks. Shorts kind, as ample as possible. And of the finest cotton that my wife's money can buy.

At home I don't wear them. Summer and winter. More rotational degrees of freedom. Actually I wear a piece of light stuff like a low Polynesian sari or a djellaba. or one of those Bedouin things that I got there, with nothing under. with this heat I like the air circulating freely.

When Wife or Daughter call on me for a first aid intervention, I do like Marc: I put a pair of under pants over my head, I assume the name of Dr. Riff Raffson and administer my healing secret procedures. Quite successful, I dare say.

Just a bit of advice. If you go out without and with zippered slacks you might encounter painful and embarrassing situations. Imagine going to the washroom in a restaurant and having to ask for help to disentangle the zipper from the nest, especially if you lift the zipper with satisfied enthusiasm.
Buttons are mandatory.