Hubby is in need of a major wardrobe overhaul. He's been decluttering and declogging his side of the closet. His worn down, worn-out clothes trashed; the items he's tired of or just never worn stuffed into bags full for Goodwill.
So I'm rubbing my hands together with glee.
I've been waiting for years to get him into clothes that I think would suit him much better. He's okay with his suits. We even got him into a nice midnight blue (with micro-thin pinstripes in pink) suit which he looked smashing in. Only he left the pants somewhere in Europe. However, for his casual, especially business casual for-the-office look, it's been a real challenge. He's always been a "blue-shirt and khaki Dockers" kind of guy. After sporting that uniform pretty much since I've met him, I think it's time to bring his closet into this century. I'm aiming for more urban chic.
My husband has pretty good taste, he does read Men's Health (although I bought the subscription for him and since renewed it- OMG have you seen those covers?!), GQ and that sort of fare. He knows what looks good, but he has a hard time visualizing these looks on himself. And he's super picky. We go to Banana Republic a fair bit, but he's a bit sick of their "blandness". The last couple of years he's bought some items from Zara and he'll pop into Mexx occasionally. So he hasn't been a totally lost cause. It's just been a microscopically gradual evolution.
For the longest time I've been trying to get him into leaner pants, and he's finally figured out that pleats equal dumpy.
But his work is so busy now, and with the kids becoming ever so much more demanding, it leaves less than zero time for him to shop. A past-time that he gets little pleasure out of anyway. He can only do it for specific items. Like the time he took the girlie out to pick up underwear. She kept pointing at all the underwear packages " Daddy, why he naked?!" and then at the pictured nipples "Daddy, look at their Wo-Wo's". He could barely get to the cash he was having such a great time with her.
Therefore, since Father's Day, I have appointed myself his personal shopper. I've been looking out for HIM rather than the girlie girl and her brother or myself. So far I'm 3 for 4. Three hits: One light blue short sleeve cotton embroidered shirt from Zara; one deep gray rolled-sleeve shirt with epaulets and finally a black short-sleeve shirt with slimming detail. The golf shirt with (he-thought) unflattering horizontal stripes from Banana Republic is going back.
Today he wore the gray shirt and light coloured pants - paraphrasing the words of my new "bec" friend, it's a look that the ladies will like. Or at least I do. We'll see if we get a pic in here.