I read an article recently that painted God’s act of clothing man and woman in skins as suggesting something about the relationship of clothes to the self. The author noticed that God chose to give his children not some foreign material, something woven from plants or engineered, but rather a second skin, another layer of flesh. He concluded that perhaps clothes shouldn’t only be looked at as separate from the individual. Perhaps clothes are an extension of identity.
I don’t know about his exegesis, but I’m leaning into the bottom line.