It's official, I've become a married man who is dressed by his wife. I'm not saying that she lays out what I wear every morning, but she buys me clothes.
I have never been someone that people like shopping with. I am very picky about what I wear. I remember my parents getting upset with me when we would go shoe/school clothes/short shopping. I never liked any clothes with logos and the shoes had to have the right look. These things haven't changed throughout the years. I still refuse to wear any t-shirt with big logos unless it's something I like. As a result a majority of the t-shirts I wear have UW-Madison on them.
Back to my story of fashion. My job switched to a more business friendly dress code last fall. This can be read as shirt and tie required, but a suit coat is optional. I had a few button-up shirts and ties from my interviewing days so I was wearing those. Michelle would pick up ties and shirts when her work had a good sale. So over the past 4 or 5 months I have a pretty good collection of ties and shirts. It's odd because the only ties that I get compliments on are those that my wife has picked out. I don't get any comments on the ties that we picked out together, only those that I wasn't involved in.
This same thing has happened with shirts. Luckily my workplace still observes casual Fridays. Jeans and a nice shirt are all I need. Michelle picked up a couple shirts last week on clearance. I was a little leery of them but I figured that they can't be ugly if she picked them out. I like the shirts but I never would have picked them out myself. I wore one of those shirts to work today and I got a few comments. I never get comments, unless I'm wearing a tie that my wife picked out. "Very GQ" was one comment that I got and I didn't know how to take it. I think it was a compliment.
I'll continue to take the fashion guidance of my wife since a clothes designer at work said that for men a good fashion day was when no one mentioned their clothes. I guess it all boils down to; I'm capable of dressing myself so I don't look like a fool, but only my wife can make me look good.
