The glaringly obvious point here is that most men don't have to give it very much thought at all. In most 'professional' situations (whatever that is supposed to mean!), men just wear a suit, shirt, tie, job done. They might try to be inventive as regards colour of socks, colour of shirt, colour of tie, pinstripe or can I get away with blue, can I wear a waistcoat with that, but that is it. And they don't have to worry about what bits of flesh they are showing most of the time, apart from bulgy shirt fronts and too much hairy tummy........ They just don't......
Whereas women? A TOTAL mine-field. Add in make-up, who might be looking, what age they are, and it should be totally obvious that it just is a totally different situation for women presenting themselves in a public space. From little girls wearing modesty shorts so they can do cartwheels without showing their knickers, to government ministers (remember the focus on Theresa May's shoes?), women are still not free to just be in public spaces. Because those public spaces and what is deemed appropriate attire was never designed for them.....
And then chaps say that they can't choose pretty colours, or wear skimpy clothes in hot summers, or enjoy being gazed at cos they are pretty, and pretend it is somehow equivalent.
And we're still having these discussions over two centuries since Amelia Bloomer was born. Because public spaces still aren't our spaces, as every leering, cat-calling male reminds us................(until you become older and invisible, and unemployable by the BBC in a news-reading capacity...........).