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I realize answers will vary as there's no accounting for taste, but I'm still very curious. I noticed a lot of dudes in untucked dress shirts. Not really my style, but that's fine. Curious what gets noticed. I'll take my answer off the air, thanks.

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Smart casual. Collared shirt, pressed slacks, nice shoes. As far as the shirt, tucked or untucked doesn't matter as long as it looks classy.

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I see that you are a new member so I want to say, WELCOME to Swingersboard

. . . I'll take my answer off the air, thanks.
I do not understand. Please explain.

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Thongs.

 

No, honestly, I am not that particular. If a guy I am attracted to expresses interest in me/us and he is wearing jeans, no big deal. I will say that if it is borderline, a perceived lack of effort might tip his chances to the no side. Not fair, I know. But, hell, if I put in the effort to put makeup on, make my hair look nice, and traipse around in lingerie that is uncomfortable.....

The husband always wears business casual with shirt tucked in (at least until we start playing). He even wears nice shoes that are uncomfortable for him. I usually walk into clubs in jeans and a nice shirt, but change pretty immediately into whatever lingerie I brought for the night.

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Thanks, this is helpful. I feel like men don't make much effort in that department and, well, I wouldn't mind standing out a bit or at least not be part of the problem.

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Thanks, this is helpful. I feel like men don't make much effort in that department and, well, I wouldn't mind standing out a bit or at least not be part of the problem.

 

We have been to 1 club that is a little more high end, which I thought was going to be more dressy than it was. The women were generally really dressed. The guys, not so much.

 

My wife wore a short black dress and looked fabulous. I wore white casual pants (summer), black dress shoes and a black dress shirt. I expected my wife to get all the attention as she is gorgeous. But, that is not what happened and we were both approached about equally. I attribute that to the fact that I was probably dressed better than 90% of the men there and the fact that we were laughing and having a great time (my wife helped of course).

 

It was our first time and we were there to observe. But, we fit right in and will be returning at some point.

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I'd really like to hear more replies if it is a relevant topic to you ladies.

I wear jeans, not Wranglers but higher end nice fitting jeans with a black(usually) button down, untucked shirt, and stylish boots. I spend some time grooming, shaving, trimming and even making sure my full head of blonde hair is tousled just right, not really styled per se. Little bit of stylish ruggedness, I'm a country boy at heart. I certainly don't draw every woman in the club but I do get looks and smiles and feel pretty confident and sexy which I think is important. I've thought about changing to a white shirt since it seems to stand out more and I have a pretty good skin tone(tan) which seems to be highlighted by white shirts, Is this really a starter, or non-starter for many of you? I think dressing confidently sexy is more important that a certain look. For us that confidence is important.

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Slacks, a nice dress shirt that has been pressed or even a more casual linen or something like a Tommy Bahamma.

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I would not go with a white shirt in a dark room. Something with a single color, but texture, can work really well. I can recommend John Varvatos as a designer. His clothing is expensive, yet sometimes it's discounted on Nordstrom Rack. For me-- clothing that fits well is the first priority for a man. Never be afraid to find a local seamstress to tailor your clothing the enhance it. Sandra

 

The reason I mentioned white shirts is I've seen some guys wearing them and it seems to stand out in the neon/black lighting that our club has in certain areas. Perhaps it's too much though.

I do have some Varvatos Jeans and Usually wear one of a handful of Michael Kors shirts from which I've actually bought from The Rack. I do like the way they fit.

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Personally I like suit and tie- sharp Italian suit with great shoes and socks. Upscale briefs.

 

Just curious but what are upscale briefs?

 

Do a lot of guys wear a full suit and tie to a club?

 

Most of what I read says guys walk around in boxers past a certain point in the evening.

 

Thanks!

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I'm assuming you mean a swingers club? Wear what you would wear to an upscale cocktail party. For me, a man should look neat, clean, groomed, and it's the way they carry themselves that is most attractive. A handsome face is good. We only go to swingers clubs on couples only nights. And, we only spend maybe an hour in the common (clothed) area. We spend most of our time in the naked and swapping rooms. The only clothing I see there are heels and towels.

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T-shirt and jeans is the best outfit for the club for a man. No suits or jackets.

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While I'm not a woman, I do have an opinion here - IMO, women are the main attraction at any couples club and they simply cannot be upstaged - women are beautiful flowers, men are ugly dogs. That said, I think it's easy for a man to fall into a TTFH (trying too f#cking hard) situation -- wearing a pink shirt and yellow pants isn't gonna make you standout in a crowd of hot women in spiked heels and skimpy mini-skirts, who are here to have wild sex.

 

Men should dress like men. IMO, men wear jeans. Sneakers are not allowed in most clubs but those modern slip-on loafer-type, dorky, sketcher shoes, are allowed and are horrendous. Boat shoes are ridiculously wrong. I like boots. The untuck-it thing is okay but should be avoided - it makes most guys look like they're wearing maternity clothes. I dunno - clean, groomed, polite, well-spoken and respectful is probably more important to a women that fancy slacks. (I hate that word, "slacks")

 

A lot of guys have to wear particular clothing for work and should be allowed to free-style on their time-off. It's all eventually getting stuffed into a locker anyway.:lol:

 

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Mrs Doc is a firm believer in the adage that you only get one chance to make a 1st impression. We have seen couples at clubs where the woman is dressed in a sexy cocktail dress or something from Venus and her man looks as if he's just come off the loading dock in jeans and boots or worse, jeans and crocs. While we'll both appreciate the woman's look, he won't get a 2nd look from my wife. Her thought is that his look should compliment hers.

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One of the clubs we frequent has a dress code for men so nobody is showing up in a t shirt. With that said I don't think my GF cares too much about the "style" they are dressed in so long as they are dressed clean and neat. That could be a suit, jeans, etc. Although I've also seen her fuck guys who were wearing sweats or shorts at a bar so maybe it doesn't matter sometimes.

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Mrs Doc is a firm believer in the adage that you only get one chance to make a 1st impression. We have seen couples at clubs where the woman is dressed in a sexy cocktail dress or something from Venus and her man looks as if he's just come off the loading dock in jeans and boots or worse, jeans and crocs. While we'll both appreciate the woman's look, he won't get a 2nd look from my wife. Her thought is that his look should compliment hers.

 

I think it's an age/generation thing too - my mother would much prefer me in $5 dollar khakis as opposed to $180 custom jeans.

 

I disagree. To me, the guy in the khakis looks like he just came from the loading dock.

 

One of these guys is getting laid, the other is not.

 

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I hope you mom looks like this… but neither of the guys above would get lucky with Mrs Doc at a club.summer fun 7.jpg

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Nyum nyum. She looks perfect for going out to a club or a grocery store. Yes, it's possible to get lucky at Publix. 

 

 

 

 

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We are reaching a generational divide in the lifestyle, so dress according to the age of the women you want to attract.   If you want to sleep with 20 somethings, don't wear an untucked Robert Graham shirt with boot-cut jeans, or If you like your women milfy, don't rock a Supreme T-shirt with skinny jeans.  Ultimately, men should get in as good a shape as they can.  When you are a physically fit guy, women are more likely to look thru your clothes rather than at them.  lastly, I've never met a women who didn't look at my shoes upon first meeting them.  

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Mmm i like a well dressed man.  Give me a nice suit and tie that I can lead him around by.  I like lots of buttons that I can take my time with.  And a thin pair of slacks so I can feel what I want is yummiest.  

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