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My friends say I'm like a chick. No, I don't have man boobs. It's just...I can't do things like program a VCR (TiVo now). I can't work on my car.
And, I've always loved shopping for clothes (save the posts, I'm not gay).
I just always see clothes I love.
For example, I went to Ray at Night with a few friends, which worked out perfect since I heard about a party around the corner from there.
I walked into a boutique that has the type of expensive stuff I don't usually wear (and am not hip enough for). I saw two shirts that blew me away. One of them was a take-off on the famous Muhammid Ali/George Foreman "Thrilla in Manilla" fight. But, it had Ali throwing a punch at Michael Jackson (you think some boxers have glass jaws....imagine what a punch would do to that nose). It was called "Thriller in Manilla."
The problem was, they only had one shirt left, and it didn't fit me.
The other T-shirt was $50, and since I have a closet full of tee's, I couldn't justify spending the money.
My mom used to say she liked when desserts on the menu were expensive, because it kept her from getting one. I use that logic with clothes shopping.
I'll still spend $9 for a Mudd Pie.
My friends say I'm like a chick. No, I don't have man boobs. It's just...I can't do things like program a VCR (TiVo now). I can't work on my car.
And, I've always loved shopping for clothes (save the posts, I'm not gay).
I just always see clothes I love.
For example, I went to Ray at Night with a few friends, which worked out perfect since I heard about a party around the corner from there.
I walked into a boutique that has the type of expensive stuff I don't usually wear (and am not hip enough for). I saw two shirts that blew me away. One of them was a take-off on the famous Muhammid Ali/George Foreman "Thrilla in Manilla" fight. But, it had Ali throwing a punch at Michael Jackson (you think some boxers have glass jaws....imagine what a punch would do to that nose). It was called "Thriller in Manilla."
The problem was, they only had one shirt left, and it didn't fit me.
The other T-shirt was $50, and since I have a closet full of tee's, I couldn't justify spending the money.
My mom used to say she liked when desserts on the menu were expensive, because it kept her from getting one. I use that logic with clothes shopping.
I'll still spend $9 for a Mudd Pie.