Showing posts with label style lessons from my boyfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label style lessons from my boyfriend. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Style and Life Lessons I've Learned from My Boyfriend: On Shoes



Me: "I read a blog post once about how girls should stop caring about what guys think of their shoes 'cause--"

Luke: "If girls are buying shoes to impress guys... well that's fucking stupid. Can I be honest with you? I never notice what shoes you're wearing. I don't give a fuck what shoes you're wearing, unless you're wearing sneakers. I like when you wear sneakers. I think it's cute. You know what? You know when I notice your shoes? When I fucking trip over them."


Lesson 1: don't buy shoes to impress anyone but yourself, and especially not guys. Guys do not care about my cool new shoes now, and they never will.

Lesson 2: make sure my shoes are put away where they can't harm feet or create resentment.


Who do you most hope to get outfit compliments from? Guys or girls? Does your boyfriend share my boyfriend's hatred of the high heel?

Monday, October 12, 2009

You Wouldn't Believe How He Dressed When I Got Him*

[I am playing Pokemon at my desk. I hear The Boyfriend sit up in the bed behind me.]

Me: Couldn't sleep?

Luke: No...

Me: Awww.

Luke: I couldn't stop thinking about blazers.

Me: [laughing] Seriously? Blazers?

Luke: I kept thinking about showing up to your house on Christmas, arms full of gifts, wearing a grey blazer! "Merry Christmas, everyone!" ...It was exciting.


I never really question why we've been together almost two years.



*and by that i mean he owned and actually wore a douchebag vest.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Style and Life Lessons I've Learned from My Boyfriend: The Importance of Dressing Down

Me: "You want to pick out what I wear today?"

Luke: "Really?"

Me: "Yeah, go through my stuff and I'll wear whatever you want."

Luke: *look of glee*

SEVERAL MINUTES LATER

Me: *I look at the clothes set out on my bed: jeans and a tee-shirt with a giraffe on it. My only pair of sneakers is sitting at the foot of said bed.* "This is what you picked?"

Luke: *rapid, childlike nod*

Me: "But I have so many cute dresses! This is what you picked?"

Luke: "You never wear jeans."

Me: "So?"

Luke: "Jeans are hot. Anyone can look good in a nice dress. When a girl wears jeans and a t-shirt, it means she's fun and sexy."

Me: "So... wait; I'm not fun?"

Luke: "No, you're fun. You just don't always look fun."

Me: "I'm not sure what to think of this."

Luke: "Wear the jeans."


Moral of the Story: let go and wear your play clothes more often.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Style and Life Lessons I've Learned from My Boyfriend: The Unimportance of Mascara

Luke: What are you doing?

Me: Putting on mascara.

Luke: Why?

Me: What do you mean "why?" I always put it on before I go out.

Luke: But why do you have to? You think anyone's going to notice if you don't?

Me: Um... well, it makes me eyes seem more... open? Dramatic?

Luke: [peering at my one mascara-ed eye and comparing to the one I haven't done yet] I don't really see it.

Me: You wouldn't understand. You're a boy.

Luke: No, I understand. You think that someone's going to judge you when you go to the freakin' mall because you didn't put makeup on, but really the only person judging you is me for how you'd waste five minutes we could be spending having fun together with putting black goop on your eyelashes when you look perfectly fine without it.


My challenge to you makeup-wearers out there: leave the house without it for today and spend those few minutes of extra primping time with someone you love.

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