A dress

"What's this?" Jessie held up the dress with a frown.

"Oh, I saw on the news, it's what young punks are doing now!" Jessie's mother laughed. "I don't pretend to understand you kids, but I want you to fit in! I thought you could wear it out with Claudia tonight."

"Um - sure." Jessie stood. "I'll try it on now." He scampered to the bathroom to try on the dress.

While it was certainly true he'd seen plenty of guys in skirts and dresses, this was nothing like that at all! Instead of the usual fare of a torn, patched sundress or uniform dress, this was a gaudy pink and white party dress. Jessie put it on but kept his jeans on beneath, the short dress barely going down past his butt. He emerged from the bathroom red faced.

"You kids!" His mother chuckled. "I'll never understand new fashion.'