Can I pull this off?
I have problems shopping. I am ok with this. I am a man, we are not supposed to be able to make fashion decisions. I get around my disability by talking a woman with me when I go. I try something on and ask, "Will this get me laid?". If the answer is yes I buy it.
I guess the above method is a little simplistic but it works for me. When I don't have a woman present I get a little nervous. I can usually get stuff that looks good on me but I have, on occasion, made the odd faux pas. These items live at the back of my wardrobe and mock me whenever I open it.
I can't throw them away, what if the bin man saw them? He would then know that I once thought I would look good in whatever couture of satan he finds. These bastards hang about, undermining my confidence in my own decision making.
So I went shopping the other day. I found some shirts I liked. Grabbed a quartet in small and headed into the changing room. I came out, grabbed some in medium and put the small back.
What? Like I have any idea what size I am, I have to think when someone asks me my age!
Anyway, I tried them on. One was a definite no, two were very possible but similar to shirts I already own, the last one put me in a quandry.
It was a dress shirt but looked good with jeans. I was pretty sure it would look good. My problem arose when I tried it on. I had to ask myself, "Could I pull this off?".
If I am in a Vince mood the the coolest clothes are whatever I select. When I hit a Howard low I don't think I could have carried it. Did I really want to spend my hard earned on something I could only wear when I am on the crest of the confidence wave?
Tricky business this shopping.
I guess the above method is a little simplistic but it works for me. When I don't have a woman present I get a little nervous. I can usually get stuff that looks good on me but I have, on occasion, made the odd faux pas. These items live at the back of my wardrobe and mock me whenever I open it.
I can't throw them away, what if the bin man saw them? He would then know that I once thought I would look good in whatever couture of satan he finds. These bastards hang about, undermining my confidence in my own decision making.
So I went shopping the other day. I found some shirts I liked. Grabbed a quartet in small and headed into the changing room. I came out, grabbed some in medium and put the small back.
What? Like I have any idea what size I am, I have to think when someone asks me my age!
Anyway, I tried them on. One was a definite no, two were very possible but similar to shirts I already own, the last one put me in a quandry.
It was a dress shirt but looked good with jeans. I was pretty sure it would look good. My problem arose when I tried it on. I had to ask myself, "Could I pull this off?".
If I am in a Vince mood the the coolest clothes are whatever I select. When I hit a Howard low I don't think I could have carried it. Did I really want to spend my hard earned on something I could only wear when I am on the crest of the confidence wave?
Tricky business this shopping.
posted by Student at 1:44 pm
2 Comments:
Pah! Consider yourself lucky. The women's clothing industry is a joke. We're all expected to either dress like Paris Hilton or some repressed old dowager. There's no in-between at the moment. So I wear men's clothes. They're made better and last longer anyway.
Probably true. girls have some weird fashion things go on. What the hell was with leg warmers with high heels? or that skirt over trousers thing thing a while back?
Men do have clothes available although some seem to be like womens, I just lack the necessary skills to pick them.
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