

At least I was proud until I realized that the Fashion Chief for all things Manly, aka, my husband, would need to approve all wardrobe decisions for his "manly sons." Two of the t-shirts I bought were vetoed.
The first shirt was light blue with a large orange fish eating a shark. The Chief's response to the shirt: "That shirt looks like a girl shirt. Maybe you could save it for our little girl."
Hmmm...call me crazy, but that doesn't exactly scream feminine to me.
The second shirt had cartoon fish on it. The Chief's response: "That shirt is just too corny."
The Chief went on to explain that a good guide to purchasing clothing for our sons is to buy things similar to what the Chief would wear. Hmmm...I did my best to take him seriously as I eyed his current ensamble which included a ratty and very wrinkled Polo shirt I bought for him in high school over 11 years ago.
Forgive me for not recognizing a fashion guru when I see one.
Sigh...Gotta love him, along with all his manly opinions.



