Garanimals for the Matchically Challenged
So, Dr. B returned from Nice last night, and it is wonderful to have him back. We spent some time catching up on all that had happened in the 3 days he was gone, and then he went to check his email.
And catch up on my blog. He loved the "luckiest woman" post but was a bit offended by the "matchically challenged" comment. "Me?" he said. "Me? But I dress great!"
This morning, before leaving for work, he handed me a cup of coffee (so I couldn't fall asleep again--requested by me otherwise it's just too easy to roll over for another hour.) Since tonight we will be meeting at the Olympia in the 9th arrondissement for the Louise Attaque concert, he wanted me to appraise his outfit.
Blue plaid shirt
Black courderoy jacket
Black pinstripe pants
One Blue Converse all-star sneaker
One Lime Green Converse all-star sneaker
Olive green, black, tan and white scarf.
Yep, that's his idea of "matching".
So he says, "but you told me to wear this shirt with these pants. I wore this at the conference."
(Inner shudder of embarassment.)
And I said "no, actually I told you specifically NOT to wear the plaid shirt with the striped pants. I said several times, STRIPES WITH SOLIDS."
Then he proceeded to give me a kiss goodbye, and go out the door.
He must have seen the desperate look on my puffy, sleepy face, and he turned around.
"Would it help if I wore two blue shoes?"
Yeah. It would.
I try people, I try.
OK, so who can help me with the Garanimals tag design?