So long as I sit decoratively in the shade (or indoors) and do absolutely nothing I am fine. Any 'risk' of movement of any kind and I am immediately a trembling heap. I was never designed to endure this weather.
I look at (mostly) men and women in the Middle east in their flowing white djellabas, somehow cleverly designed not to flap open or fly above one's head in a desert storm and (rather like Scotsmen and kilts) wonder what one would wear underneath. In Summer surely the answer would be very little. Here folk of a certain age ( mine) might leave off a layer, or not bother with a cardi but that is about it.
And here's Brad Pitt (who else?) arriving at his latest film wearing a brown linen jacket and matching skirt. Will it catch on? I sincerely hope not. Certainly amongst my aquaintances I can-t think of anyone who would be seen dead in a skirt but then that is not a very wide sample, Bit by bit the sexes have grown nearer - jeans have even made it as a garment for everyone; tattoos are widespread these days.
Wardrobe Liberation? We shall see, Anybody out there brave enough to start the trend? If so publish a photograph. But don't expect me to let on that I know you.