Do you ever step back from your mirror with a satisfied smile, knowing full well you look a) stylish, b) chic and c) all round fabulous? You shimmy around the house, admiring yourself in every shiny surface. You hear your beloved’s keys in the door and turn eagerly, awaiting the shower of compliments sure to come your way…
Only to be greeted by a furrowed brow and the question, “why are you dressed like a park ranger?”
Honestly, dear followers. Most of our male counterparts just don’t understand the intricate workings of style. Harem pants, high waistbands, clogs (must admit I don’t really get their sudden reappearance either…) – they’re all about as attractive as Sex and the City repeats to the average man.
But we won’t let this deter us from our fashionable path. We’ll strut our stuff in shoulder pads, jumpsuits and double denim. Because really girls – what do they know?
Disclaimer – My lovely boyfriend often reads my blog so I’ll point out that he’s always fabulously complimentary about my outfits, even if he doesn’t always understand them. What a sweetheart.