Speaking of biker gear...
I was minding my own business, cruising down the highway through town (30 mph) and got to the school zone.
A big (BIG) black Harley is coming from the opposite direction, then it does a graceful U-turn in front of me (reasonable distance), pulls up to the curb in front of the school, and the driver dismounts.
Dressed in black from head to toe: full-face helmet, short and tight (form-fitting, probably custom) leather jacket with a deep V-neck (nothing higher under it), tight black leather pants, high-heeled black leather boots nearly to the knee. She casually walked to the center line, picked up something, and just as casually walked back to the Harley, put it in gear, and took off.
And, do you know, there wasn't a single guy in sight that seemed to want to zoom past her, and they all stopped (BOTH directions!) VERY NICELY just as if she was in a crosswalk with a bunch of little kids.
I've never seen a bunch of guys behave that well. EVER.
Sue