That made me laugh really hard. But see, my philosophy is, I mean, let's put it this way...
You walk into a bar and there are two really pretty girls sitting on the opposite sides of the bar from each other, both all alone and with an empty seat next to them. The first girl has on a nice tank top that makes her look pleasantly mammalian. The second girl has on a really loose... pleated... top, and there is no telling what is going on under there, like a giant curtain shrouding what may or may not be present beneath it. Do you go for the pleasant mammal, or do you go for the mystery curtain and just hope not to be disappointed...
I have nothing to hide, and my dick can breath at night, so pleats be damned. :)