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Real Men Don't Know How To Dress

A recent study in Britain, a country known for it's probing, cutting edge and highly useful surveys, has found that two-thirds of men there rely on their wives or partners to tell them how to dress.

Also, the survey found, half of men were physically dressed by their wives. You know, doing up their tie, fastening their cufflinks or inserting their collar stiffeners (not a euphemism). Kinda brings new meaning to the phrase getting up in the morning.

The majority of these men said they let their significant others dress them because they themselves lacked a sense of style.

Oh, c'mon. I'm sure the same doesn't hold true for North American men. Me? I pride myself on my sense of style. In fact my wife has commented on the stylishness of some of my purchases. Sure it's thing's like, "Hell, that thing looks like it's outta the 70s." But, hey, at least I can shop for myself. I can buy t-shirts and tube socks with the best of them.

Get down tonight?

And like I'm gonna trust my wife to dress me? She who gets up three hours ahead of the alarm to start trying on clothes to determine what outfit she's going to wear to work? First of all she doesn't have time to spend on choosing clothes for me. Unless she can lay them out for me the night before. Hey, now there's an idea.

But why bother, anyway? Like I should be dressed to the nines in case I have to stop and ask somebody for directions? Like that's gonna happen.


jannaverse said…
Hopefully I will never date a guy who thinks his wardrobe requires cufflinks. If he does, he will need to deal with them himself.

Collar stiffeners? I could definitely...
Oh, wait. You said it's NOT a euphemism.

Linda Medrano said…
Dufus, I'm sure you look just fine. Actually, Alex has very good taste in clothes most of the time. The one place he and I do not see eye to eye is that he likes cargo pants. Alex is short and built kind of like a fire hydrant. Cargo pants widen him and make him look shorter. Other than that, he's good.
Quirky Loon said…
Well if that pic is actually of YOU? Then I say it's not the clothes you have to worry about.... you might be in need of a barber.

heh heh
nonamedufus said…
I'm your kinda guy, Janna. I don't even wear long sleeves! And, hey, T-shirts don't even have collars.
nonamedufus said…
I love cargo pants....and striped shirts. Except I'm told (by guess who) that they run the wrong way (the stripes not the pants) and they make me look even shorter than my 5'10" frame. I'm liking this Alex fella.
nonamedufus said…
Quirks, that picture isn't even a REASONABLE facsimile. I was the antithesis of disco, leisure suits and white belts in the 70s. I had long hair, a beard at some point, drove a used VW Beetle, wore jeans, t-shirts and running shoes. Kinda like now, except for the Beetle.
Nicky said…
That's funny. Tube socks and boxers are the only things I DO buy for Jepeto! (learned the hard way that if I try to buy him anything else, he won't wear it)

Don't worry Dufus. Your 70s wardrobe isn't outdated. It's retro.

The 'fro, however...
nonamedufus said…
I never had a fro. I just wasn't into pretending to be black. I'm a pale Irish guy. I knew I would never carry it off. And polyester was never my thing.

I have to admit, though, that Mrs D has from time to time bought me some great things to wear. She's really succeeded in making me over. And every so often she reminds me I need a haircut.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah.Imagine limiting herself to buying tube socks and boxers for Jepeto. What a missed opportunity.

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