Straight Family Man Prefers To Wear Skirts And Heels As He Believes ‘Clothes Have No Gender’

Mark Bryan is a robotics engineer who has been married for 11 years and has a daughter. He identifies as straight and chooses to dress unconventionally. Bryan is an American living in Germany, and he doesn’t believe that fashion has to be gendered. You can find Bryan wearing a skirt and heels to work or out anywhere else he goes on any given day.

Bryan said he doesn’t like how limited men’s choices are in the fashion department, especially when it comes to office attire. Men’s pants only come in a few colors, mostly black, gray, dark blue and the occasional pinstripe, and cuts.

The stylish dresser believes that if women are allowed to wear pants, men should be able to wear skirts and dresses as well. Bryan likes how skirts come in many styles and patterns – and many more colors – unlike men’s clothing.

Bryan prefers to mix traditional gender looks by wearing masculine attire on his top half, like a blazer and tie, and traditionally feminine attire on the bottom half. He will typically wear a pencil skirt and four-inch heels on the bottom.

Wearing high heels is no problem for Bryan. He first learned how to do it when his college girlfriend asked him to wear high heels while dancing with her so that they were on the same level. They continued this for over a year.

Bryan doesn’t let stereotypes or assumptions stop him from dressing in a way that brings him joy. He challenges expectations and does so unapologetically. Keep reading to hear what Bryan has to say about his fashion choices.

Bryan has a very clear idea about how he likes to dress. He told Bored Panda: “To me, clothes have no gender. I prefer skirts to dresses. Dresses don’t allow me to mix the genders. I prefer a ‘masculine’ look above the waist and a non-gendered look below the waist. It’s all about clothes having no gender.”

He continued: “I am old enough to remember that in school, the girls could not wear pants. Pants have now become a non-gendered article of clothing. So why can’t skirts and heels be non-gendered? Besides, men wore heels before women did. Maybe not today’s stiletto-style heels, but men did wear heels before women.”

Bryan is correct about that. High heels can look back on a long history. Although historians and archaeologists cannot date their invention clearly, they have been around at least since the 10th century. And they were not a fashion statement at first. No, the first recorded use of high heels was eminently practical: the Persian cavalry wore boots with heels, called a kalash or galesh, that made it easier for them to keep their feet inside their stirrups. This is, by the way, the same reason why cowboy boots have a small heel as well!

Since owning a horse was a sign of wealth, only well-off men could afford to wear these high-heeled boots. The use of them slowly spread across Europe, and high heels heels became one of the fashion signs of rich noblemen or traders. In fact, following the Great Schism of the Christian Church in the 11th century, even the pope wore high heels.


It wasn’t until several hundred years later that fashion slowly changed. During the 18th century, cultural concerns in Europe came up about the distinction between males and females and talk about what men and women should wear arose. This is the point in time where the belief that fashion is something effeminate and frivolous that “real men” shouldn’t care about hails from. Due to these changing beliefs, men largely abandoned high heels heels, as they were seen as impractical and mere accessories.

Bryan is one of the examples of how high-heels are slowly coming back as an accepted form of footwear for men. Although the engineer champions the option of wearing high-heeled shoes for men, he understands many people will look twice when they see him. He compares his style choices to someone who chooses to dye their hair bright colors. He explained:

“Take a person with bright green hair. Green hair is not normal. You look up and see this person, your mind tells you it’s a person with green hair, you think to yourself, that’s odd or interesting, then you go back to do what you were doing and don’t give it another thought. I believe this is the same when people see me in a skirt and heels.”

Bryan doesn’t have to struggle to find skirts and heels that fit him either. He wears a size 8 in skirts, and with smaller feet for a man, his shoe size in heels is 8.5. If you know a man who is considering trying out wearing heels and skirts too, Bryan suggests starting with a lower heel until you feel more comfortable walking in high heels.


What do you think of Mark Bryan’s style choices? Do you know any men who would try walking in high heels? Let us know, and be sure to send this along to your friends and family.

I Introduced My 5-Year-Old Daughter to the Man I’ve Been Dating – She Screamed When She First Saw Him

When Jessica introduced her daughter Emma to her boyfriend Alex, she expected a warm welcome. Instead, Emma screamed in terror, convinced by her father’s warnings that Alex was a threat who would take her away forever.

I never imagined it would turn out this way. The sound of my daughter, Emma, screaming for help still rings in my ears. It was supposed to be a happy day, the day I introduced her to Alex, the man I’d been dating for over a year. But instead, it was a disaster.

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Woman with tears in her eyes | Source: Pexels

Alex and I met at a charity event. He was charming and kind, always ready with a smile or a joke. We clicked immediately, and our relationship grew strong. We were serious, and I knew it was time for him to meet the most important person in my life – my daughter.

But I was scared. My divorce from Tom, Emma’s father, had been rough, and I worried about how she’d react to a new man in our lives.

Sad Emma with her bear | Source: Midjourney

Sad Emma with her bear | Source: Midjourney

Tom and I had shared custody of Emma. He usually babysat when I was out with Alex. Tom had already met Alex a few times and didn’t seem to have any problems with him. Or so I thought.

I spent days planning the perfect introduction. I made Emma’s favorite brunch – pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream. I even bought a new dress, wanting everything to be perfect. Alex arrived right on time, holding a gift and wearing his most welcoming smile.

“Hey, Alex, come on in,” I greeted him, my voice shaking slightly.

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Man in a suit | Source: Pexels

“Thanks, Jess. I’m excited to finally meet Emma,” Alex said, handing me the gift. “I hope she likes this.”

“She will,” I replied, hoping it was true. “Let me go get her.”

I walked to the bottom of the stairs and called out, “Emma, sweetheart, can you come down here for a moment? There’s someone I want you to meet.”

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Happy woman with a broad smile | Source: Pexels

I heard the sound of little feet running down the stairs. But as soon as she saw Alex, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her face went pale, and she looked terrified.

“No! Mommy, please, no!” Emma screamed, tears streaming down her face. She ran to me, hiding behind my legs. “Don’t let him take me! Please, Mommy!”

I was stunned. Alex looked as confused as I felt. I knelt down to Emma’s level, trying to calm her down.

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Scared Emma | Source: Midjourney

“Emma, honey, it’s okay. This is Alex. He’s a friend,” I said softly, stroking her hair.

“No! He’s bad! He will take me away! I don’t want to go!” she sobbed, clinging to me tightly.

“Why do you think he’ll take you away?” I asked, my heart breaking at her fear.

“Daddy said he will! Daddy showed me pictures and told me to run if I ever see him!” Emma cried.

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Shocked woman | Source: Pexels

I felt a surge of anger and confusion. Tom had done this? Why would he scare her like that?

Alex knelt down beside me, his face full of concern. “Emma, I’m not going to take you away. I promise. I just want to be your friend,” he said gently.

Emma didn’t respond. She just cried and held on to me tighter. I stood up, holding her in my arms, and turned to Alex.

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Jess hugs Emma | Source: Midjourney

“I think we need to figure out what’s going on here,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Yeah, we do,” Alex agreed, looking worried.

I carried Emma to the living room and sat down with her on my lap. Alex sat across from us, keeping his distance so as not to scare her further.

“Emma, can you tell me exactly what Daddy said?” I asked softly.

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Sad man in a chair | Source: Pexels

She sniffled and nodded. “Daddy said if I see Alex, he will take you and me away, and we will never see Daddy again. He showed me pictures of Alex and said he’s a bad man.”

I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of anger and sadness. “Emma, Daddy was wrong to say those things. Alex is not a bad man. He’s kind and he cares about us.”

Emma looked at me with wide, scared eyes. “But Daddy said…”

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Sad woman sits on the couch | Source: Pexels

“I know, sweetheart. But sometimes grown-ups make mistakes. Daddy made a mistake,” I said, trying to reassure her.

Alex leaned forward slightly. “Emma, I promise I would never do anything to hurt you or your mommy. I just want us all to be happy together.”

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Alex leans to Emma | Source: Midjourney

Emma didn’t say anything, but she seemed a little calmer. I knew this was just the beginning of a long process to help her feel safe and secure around Alex. I looked at Alex, who gave me a small, supportive smile. We had a lot of work ahead of us, but I was determined to make this right.

As soon as Emma was settled in her room, I grabbed my phone and dialed Tom’s number, my hands shaking with anger. He answered on the third ring.

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Man taps on his phone | Source: Pexels

“Jess, what’s up?” he said casually.

“Tom, what on earth did you tell Emma about Alex?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady.

“What do you mean?” he replied, feigning ignorance.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Tom. Emma just had a meltdown because she thought Alex was going to take her away. She said you told her that,” I said, my anger rising. I felt tears fill my eyes.

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Angry woman talks on her phone | Source: Pexels

“Well, maybe I did,” he admitted after a pause. “I don’t trust that guy, Jess. He’s going to take you and Emma away from me.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Tom, that’s not true, and you know it. You had no right to scare her like that. You’ve lost your babysitting privileges until further notice.”

Tom’s voice turned defensive. “Oh, so now I’m the bad guy? I was just looking out for her. What do you know about this Alex guy anyway? What if he’s not who you think he is?”

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Angry man on his phone | Source: Pexels

“That’s not your decision to make, Tom. Alex and I have been together for over a year. He’s a good man, and he cares about us. You had no right to interfere like that,” I said, trying to keep my frustration in check.

“So, I was right after all. As soon as she met that man, I was cut out of her life,” he snapped.

“No, Tom. You did this to yourself. You manipulated our daughter and filled her with fear. That’s unacceptable,” I replied, my voice shaking with anger.

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Woman shouts on the phone in front of her laptop | Source: Pexels

Tom sighed, and I could hear the frustration in his voice. “I’m her father, Jess. I have a right to protect her.”

“Protect her from what? A man who’s done nothing but be kind to us? You’re projecting your own insecurities onto Emma, and it’s not fair to her,” I said firmly.

“Fine, maybe I overreacted. But I don’t want to be pushed out of her life,” he said, his tone softening slightly.

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Man talks on the phone in his office | Source: Pexels

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. “Tom, you’re not being pushed out. But you need to understand that what you did was wrong. From now on, every time you see Emma, Alex will be there too. We’re going to work on this together. Emma needs to see that Alex is not a threat.”

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Finally, Tom spoke, his voice resigned. “Alright, Jess. I’ll play along. But if he does anything to hurt her, you’ll be the one to answer for it.”

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Woman talks on her phone in her office | Source: Pexels

“Nothing like that is going to happen, Tom. We’re doing this for Emma’s sake. She needs stability and to know that the adults in her life can get along,” I said, hoping he would understand.

“Okay, fine. I get it. I’ll cooperate,” he muttered, clearly unhappy but accepting.

“Thank you, Tom. This is what’s best for Emma,” I said, feeling a small sense of relief.

“Yeah, whatever. Just… keep me in the loop, alright?” he said before hanging up.

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Man in striped shirt talks on the phone | Source: Pexels

I ended the call, feeling a mix of anger and sadness. I knew this was going to be tough, but I was determined to make things right for Emma. I returned to the living room, where Alex was waiting, looking concerned.

“How did it go?” he asked.

“It’s going to be a challenge, but we’ll get through it. We’re going to take it one step at a time, and we’ll do it together,” I said, feeling a bit more hopeful.

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Man runs with his little daughter | Source: Pexels

Alex nodded. “I’m with you, Jess. We’ll make this work.”

I smiled, grateful for his support. It wasn’t going to be easy, but with Alex by my side, I knew we could overcome this. We just had to be patient and strong for Emma. The road ahead was uncertain, but we were ready to face it together.

If you liked this story, consider reading this one. Secrets, sleep-talking, and mysterious items are all the things that had me following my daughter when she left the house. I was unaware that where she was going would open up five-year wounds I thought were dead and buried.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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