You anecdote reminds me of a trip to buy steel toe boots and work pants. The boots needed to be black but with the choice being between light brown and black/fuckingpink I went with brown. The boss eventually understood. Now with the work pants, this place had a huge area of the store dedicated to them and the displays went up to the ceiling. When an associate came over I asked where the women’s were or something in my size and they brought me to 2 little piles of work pants with leg holes the size of my lower body. There was maybe less than 10 in total in the entire women’s section.
So instead I wore jeans, with stupid little pockets all my work stuff hung out of.