Blah. Personally I prefer an interesting costume to no costume; stories that resort to naked chicks fighting tentacles with impossibly big guns tend to be short on story—and, let’s face it, if your nom nom nom-ing poorly drawn comic book pages (q.v. anything by Michael Turner, master of generica) then you really need to move out of the basement and meet real girls. Jean Grey, Rogue, Storm, Susan Storm-Richards…all more fully clothed and far more intriguing.