Quote from: Ravensong on September 27, 2014, 09:07:54 PM
I think I need to hit up one of those stores, too! 
That being said.... I love wearing tights. I don't wear pantyhose much, because I like to wear the colors (under pants for work normally) I've only been out in a skirt once, and it was bare-legged. Unfortunately, it is a little warm to wear them most of the time where I am (S. Florida).
Oh yeah, dressed normally bare legged is the only way to go. The only thing hosiery does is mess up their interest especially if you have good legs.
But those stores? I ain't too proud to shop in them. There is one in Amarillo TX and I have got some really "good" outfits in there. No complaints yet. Go into a shop like that dressed and in full femme mode, well let's just say... Nah, I ain't gonna' say. But I will say anyone remotely female walks into one of those shops and freakin' jaws drop to the floor. I swear I could her them hit the floor. Many times. It or it did have truck parking, if it is till even there, and a lot of drivers and I went to the either the Flying Jackass of the TA after they hit on me in that shop. I let them know up front and about 3 out of 10 lost interest beforehand.
I remember one time there was a Christian group taking trucking company names down in the parking lot and threatening to call the company on the drivers. I asked them if they wanted me to pick them up any XXX magazines or movies while I was in there. Gawd, 10 people, 7 of them women and calling me a slut and whore gave me the biggest boost of confidence I think I have ever had in my life. Of course I gave them the number of my dispatcher and never heard anything about it. Too bad 'cause my dispatcher was cute and bi and I asked him personally if he heard anything from anybody in Amarillo TX and he said no.

But I did spend a couple of nights at his place when I came to town.

Never be intimidated or shamed by anyone. Try to shame them and if not, something good may come of it. It did with me even temporarily.
BTW I wasn't wearing nylons when I encountered this group. I was bare legged and in a miniskirt and wedges with my pretty pink toes peaking through and pink nails with a spaghetti strap tank. And I'm kind of ashamed to say, big hair ( Texas in the mid to late 90s ) and made up like.... Well, I ain't gonna' say but it was pretty heavy. So what they were calling me, I wasn't denying.