Two weeks ago, The Beau and I stopped off to buy him some jeans. He agreed to try on two pairs, but when I picked up a third to show him, he just grabbed them and bought them without trying them on (I know, right?). A woman would never do that. Never ever ever. Even if she tried on one pair and decided to buy a second pair of identical style, make, and model, she'd still try them on. We understand that every pair is different. If your ass doesn't look just right, forget about it.
I noticed he was wearing those jeans on Saturday.
You're lucky, I remarked. Those jeans fit you nicely.
They do? Thanks.
Riiiiight. You didn't check them out the first time you put them on.
I didn't.
You mean you don't check your ass in the mirror after you get dressed in the morning?
No.
WHAT??
How freeing that must be. Get out of the shower, run your fingers through your hair, get dressed and simply walk out the door. No makeup, no styling products, no mirror angling to check out your ass and the back of your hair.
Amazing.
If I didn't let my husband know when his shirt's on inside out, he'd go to work that way. :)
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