Kyle and open!
Kyle was happy with his look. Given more time, he could have done better, made something with more than just body paint. But, still, it was a good result. He was determined not to be shy about what he was wearing, or the lack of it, really. The cream-coloured pants he had picked out were slung low on his hips, held in place by a silvery scarf which was acting as both belt and design. The tassles of it hung to his left knee. He was barefoot, the bottom of the pants touching the floor. Other than that, he was clothed in paint. He had matched the colour of the body paint to his trousers at his hips, fading it upwards steadily paler, until the colour covering his chest and back was mainly a semi-transparent white, broken by swirls of silver in intricate patterns, and subtle shading in a pale grey which gave further definition to his toned body, leaving him with a far more sculpted appearance than was strictly natural. He looked like living marble.
Aside, that was, from the large pair of white and pale grey wings which appeared to be growing from his back, the straps which actually tied them on to his torso blending in to the design he had painted on himself.
The angelic look was finished off by a delicate white and silver mask, which he had fastened to his face with a skin adhesive, and which brought out the sharp blue of his eyes. Yes, he was more than happy with his outfit for the night.