First, it was the licenses to go outside in underwears. Then, there was the implementation of the "Liberation Reform" in schools, jobs, etc. Little by little everyone looked for a way to walk without hiding their body under the fabrics.

There was a global economic crisis wave due to the low demand in the purchase of clothes that saw its worst moments in spring and summer, but that would go up in autumn and winter. Many big fishes were angry at the monetary losses, pointed politicians as ridiculous, sold their actions at low prices, and finally, the new elected president —who was chosen because of the lackage of food, work and money, rather than ideals— decided they needed a final solution.

For many, a dream died. For others, the world went back to its course. But, for the new president, it was only gasoline to increase a new flame, because, apparently, he was the only one who seemed curious about finding out how the country had remained stable during the times were Mr. Naked governed.

That insane man who had wanted everyone to be naked turned out not to be so demented in the end. In fact, he was a genius. His mother had been a fashion designer, and growing up surrounded by starving models and a lot of pretentious people with pretty clothes, took him to realize that the textile industry had a terrible virus: fashion.