One thing I dreadmore than anything else is going clothes shoppingwith my wife. It’s not thatI don’t like helping her buy new clothes. It’s just thatI have no fashion sense. My wife always asks me, “What do you think of this one?” and I always answer with something like: “That’s nice” or “That looks good onyou.” That usually satisfiesher but sometimes I get harderquestions like, “Which one looks better, this one or the other one?” It’s a hard question to answer because whichever one I pick, she will follow upwith the question I dread the most: “Why?”The truth is, I don’t know why. I don’t know if it’s because of the color, the cut, the hemline, or the fit. I might have an idea but I can’t put it into words. One question I do know the answer to, though, is: “Do I look fat in this?” The answer to THAT question is always, always, “No!"
22 مهر 1399
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