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I was happily typing away here when a friend showed me a link. I didn't realise my settings had me opening links in my current window...so I lost the few sentences that I had already typed. I am waiting around before I have to go out for dinner. I am exhausted. I think walking around a mall aimlessly does that. The J Man and I were going to do some clothes shopping for him, but that kind of took a downturn. Maybe it would have been better if I treated the trip as me being there to offer a second opinion. I already know he has really simple tastes, but I didn't realise he'd be so closed-minded to anything else, i.e., my suggestions. He'd hardly even humour me, so I got pissed off. I didn't even bother making any more suggestions after that one trip to the fitting room. I just wondered if there'd be even any point to telling him what I liked when he'd just automatically shoot it down. I wasn't purposely choosing things that I thought he'd dislike, I was choosing things that I thought would look good on him. I get some inspiration from What Not to Wear :lol: So...this is what I've come up with. He and I have different tastes in his clothes, and since he's the one wearing his clothes, I will say no more. I'll offer an opinion if asked, but that is where I am drawing the line. Is that being stupid? I don't think so. He didn't like when I called his shirt collar ratty :oops: But just about all his clothes are really old and worn and falling apart. There's nothing wrong with telling it like it is, right? If he's not embarrassed to wear clothes that are falling apart, he can at least admit that they are. His underwear is worn thin and stretched out, and a lot of his collars are frayed and coming apart. Some pant legs have become flood pants, and many buttons have fallen off. Personally, I'm thrilled that men's fashion has become more fun with patterns and more than just a single shade of black, grey, or blue. And khaki for pants. I think men's fashion has become less boring over the past couple of years. I like a little excitement, and I like clothes that fit properly and accentuate the bod. One thing that my best friend said to me about the J Man was, "he looks kind of like your type -- tall and white -- but not as stocky as usual. :lol: I saw an older picture of the J Man, and he was definitely stockier *drool* Now I think he is on the slim side, but I don't think he even sees that. He sees flab. His image of himself worries me. And when we parted ways today, it was ... upsetting to me. Yes, I was mad at the shopping experience, and he was just reacting to me, I know. But I don't like parting on a cold note. It didn't mean I cared any less about him. *sigh* And it was awkward saying, bye, too. Ugh. I'm going for dinner now. And I'm still full from breakfast that I had 4 hours ago. BLEH!! |
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