Shopping For Hubby

 



 

I buy all Hubby's clothes.  If I did not, he will just wear what he has, fit or not fit.  Hubby went to a family wedding out of state last week-end.  He needed some new clothes.  His clothes need to be purchased on-line.  He has very long legs and arms.  Now add in "old man gut" and he is impossible to buy for in a store.  When I buy him clothes I buy quite a few items.  It is so hard to get him to wear anything new.  Right now he continues to wear shirts that do not fit because he likes them.  Drives me insane.  I should just go take everything out of his closet that does not fit.  Except, that would cause him to freak out.  Not worth it.

Hubby has no idea what fashion is.  Never has, never will.  When our kids were growing up they would freak out about his week-end clothes.  His work in the yard stuff was something a homeless guy would say "No thank you" to.  When the kids would comment on his attire he always had the same answer, "It is not a fashion show, I am just working in the yard."  This phrase could be changed to fit anything.  "It is not a fashion show, I am just watching football."  That became a Dadism.  Clothes mean nothing to him.

With the wedding trip approaching, Hubby mentioned he needed new dress clothes.  Obviously, in his current life style, dress clothes are seldom needed.  I spent hours searching on the internet for clothes that fit his criteria.  Shirts must have pockets.  Pants cannot be black.  Everything has to be comfortable, long enough, now wild colors.  I put in a big order.  I thought I nailed it.  Order came.  Hubby looked it over.  Tried some things on.  Washed them.  Ready to pack.  Hubby says this pair of jeans you bought me has a hole in the pocket.  I said, no biggie.  I will just sew it.  He said, well it is weird that a new pair of pants has a hold in the pocket.  I agreed.  Once again, no biggie.  I can sew it.  He brings me the jeans.  The hole is not IN the pocket.  It is on the outside of the pocket.  I started laughing.  I said, that is the style.  He said, what do you mean?  There is a hold in the pants.  I said, it really is the style.  Jeans are worn.  They have holes all over.  He said, NEW jeans.  I said, yes.  He said, I'm not packing them.  Guess those jeans will go straight to the "hang around the house pile."

One more thing to put on my shopping for Hubby list.  Do not buy new clothes that look like old clothes.