There was this time when he had to pick me up from a conference in a posh hotel wearing super old t-shirt, jeans and flip flops with a grin pasted on his face as if nothing’s wrong with his clothes. Goodthing the hotel doorman allowed him into the lobby.
So I make sure when we go out for dinners and parties I make sure to pick his clothes for him. He says he likes it when I do that for him. Señorito?! lol. But from time to time I allow him to choose his own style just so he could still enjoy his errrr unstylish fasyon.
How about your man? Does he know how to wear his clothes?