Shopping with my wife goes something like this: I start having holes in my t-shirts so I decide to finally go. Within 5 minutes I have picked everything, paid, attempted to leave etc. But then something magical happens, she somehow manages to convince me she needs this this and that, and we spent 90 minutes shopping for her. I think she should have been a politician.
1. My husband is a PE teacher, so his wardrobe is athletic casual. He can handle that part without my help. If there's a dressy affair, I'll weigh in on the four or so combinations of pants/shirts/blazers he's accumulated over the years. And the few articles of clothing he owns that aren't warmup pants and polo shirts, I just outright bought for him without his input. 😂
2. Oh, I'm sure I peed my pants at some point, though I don't have any tragic memories associated with it. I don't like khaki pants either. I've worked a number of jobs that required me to wear them. I just think they look awful on everyone, and you can never find them easily outside of the Memorial Day to Labor Day window. I weirdly miss corduroys. As a mom, I now willingly embrace leggings and yoga pants as appropriate for most occasions.
3. Men have it easy!!! They can literally wear the same thing to 10 different weddings, and no one will notice. Women have to buy a new dress for every occasion in fear that the guests will REMEMBER they already wore something once before. I don't worry about this anymore. I own like six dresses, and I just rotate them. But I cared when I was younger. I also hate high-heels and haven't worn them since college. Pretty sure I wore Keds under my wedding dress.
Yes, somewhat similar to you. I have to be in a very specific mood to shop for clothes. I like clothes, but the vast array of possibilities is too much for me, plus good, ethical clothes are fairly expensive. My ideal scenario is to have enough money to just pay for a personal shopper say twice a year.
Yes, when I was very young and we moved house and for some reason felt I needed to ask permission from my mother to go to the new-house toilet, yet my mother was off unpacking somewhere.
Went to a wedding earlier this year and their stipulation was essentially wear whatever you want. It was most refreshing.
The older I get, despite how many books I’ve read or life I’ve led, the more I realize I was fully formed as who I am and ever will be in those first 12-15 years of life. This piece captures that.
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Same shopping scenario for me. I don't know where our women find the patience.
I'm not married but I learned so much about relationships in such a small amount of time, and through a great story too.
Shopping with my wife goes something like this: I start having holes in my t-shirts so I decide to finally go. Within 5 minutes I have picked everything, paid, attempted to leave etc. But then something magical happens, she somehow manages to convince me she needs this this and that, and we spent 90 minutes shopping for her. I think she should have been a politician.
1. She suggests, I say yes ma’am no ma’am whatever you say ma’am
2. Often and without apology
3. No shoes, no shirt, no service
1. My husband is a PE teacher, so his wardrobe is athletic casual. He can handle that part without my help. If there's a dressy affair, I'll weigh in on the four or so combinations of pants/shirts/blazers he's accumulated over the years. And the few articles of clothing he owns that aren't warmup pants and polo shirts, I just outright bought for him without his input. 😂
2. Oh, I'm sure I peed my pants at some point, though I don't have any tragic memories associated with it. I don't like khaki pants either. I've worked a number of jobs that required me to wear them. I just think they look awful on everyone, and you can never find them easily outside of the Memorial Day to Labor Day window. I weirdly miss corduroys. As a mom, I now willingly embrace leggings and yoga pants as appropriate for most occasions.
3. Men have it easy!!! They can literally wear the same thing to 10 different weddings, and no one will notice. Women have to buy a new dress for every occasion in fear that the guests will REMEMBER they already wore something once before. I don't worry about this anymore. I own like six dresses, and I just rotate them. But I cared when I was younger. I also hate high-heels and haven't worn them since college. Pretty sure I wore Keds under my wedding dress.
Yes, somewhat similar to you. I have to be in a very specific mood to shop for clothes. I like clothes, but the vast array of possibilities is too much for me, plus good, ethical clothes are fairly expensive. My ideal scenario is to have enough money to just pay for a personal shopper say twice a year.
Yes, when I was very young and we moved house and for some reason felt I needed to ask permission from my mother to go to the new-house toilet, yet my mother was off unpacking somewhere.
Went to a wedding earlier this year and their stipulation was essentially wear whatever you want. It was most refreshing.
The older I get, despite how many books I’ve read or life I’ve led, the more I realize I was fully formed as who I am and ever will be in those first 12-15 years of life. This piece captures that.
The connection between now and childhood is fantastic 🖤
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