If we know how our clothing affects both the inner and outer worlds, we are halfway home to a life of happiness. Say you are having a simple low self-esteem day, just hop in that top that shows a little too much cleavage and head on out. The result: streaming appreciative stares from our male species - this immediately buoys the spirit, the not yet trained among them may issue the uncouth "family yuh bess!" yes, cleavage can do all that.

Sexy versus slutty, when is the line crossed? Rather than cross, it is a delicate dance to strike a balance and any guy worth your time will appreciate your sensuous balancing act.

Simple things like a low cut back on a fully covered front dress or an off-shoulder dress can be sexy, mostly its about the implication, being suggestive and leaving something to the imagination. Its about the attitude, sometimes its the make-up and the natural badness in ya blood that makes you hike up a proper knee length dress to ram-ram or forces you to ben ova...backway, in those poor innocent gorgeous heels.

There are unspoken rules involved here that we must respect, like balance exposition: covered top balancing revealing bottom and vice versa. This ties in to the rule of thirds: the legs, midriff and cleavage. Some say one of these should be covered at all times, but play it safe with two, or one and a daring half.

More and more the cultural line between sexy and slutty is being blurred by a sex-friendly media so one questions whether there is any real, arguable difference *frown* In 2009 there are loads of thingamajigs designed to make your innocent being seem sluttish: leggings giving you camel toe, exposing your business for all and sundry to gawk at, fishnet stockings (outside of Halloween), waistline neckline dresses and so on, all a conspiracy against your modesty, don't let them win.

Tube dresses weren't meant to be worn to nipple-popping proportions. This, my friend, is a Hollywood tale sold on the red carpet by people with stylist and nipple-popping-personal assistants who ensure their nipples do not pop. You on the other hand, stuck in Trinidad wearing a tube dress, areoles just about visible? Not sexy, despite what the guys by the corner shouted while you were waiting for a taxi. You're setting feminism back decades with these stunts!

Myth: guys think the sluttier the sexier. Fact! Guys know the sluttier the easier and you ladies just take advantage of their basic animal need for frequent random @ss; in rare cases tricking them into falling in love with you when all they wanted was some @ss, and now they're a wimp addicted to your slutty goods, shame on you girls! Guys, am I right?

Skin tight jeans, so tight he spends a respectful amount of time trying to figure out how you got into them - sexy;

Skin tight jeans, by way of 2 sizes too small, one that shows your butt-crack and thong string every time you twist, with buttons threatening to pop out and sock him in the eye at any second - sluttish.

Mini dress and @!#*! me now pumps -sexy;

Mini dress and @!#*! me now pumps - slutty (this here is an attitude deal breaker, e.g. try not to dutty-wine in this outfit)

Sexy versus slutty. Most of us have an ok functioning conscience, we writhe in pain questioning ourselves "maybe I shouldn't wear this top with these shorts and these heels." Sluttish gets the easy guys (man whores?) and still it doesn't get you respect. Luckily for you he doesn't have to respect you to screw you, but it's usually nice to have it. When does sluttish win? In the bedroom, hands down, between you, him and the sheets, that's all the amount of slutty you'll ever need, not camel toe in the club.