Friday, May 17, 2019

Counting man purses.

 Olive went into the grocery and I stood outside guarding the horses and counting cutoff cargo pants. 31 people rocking them. I had to give mine up when we started our relationship 10 years ago.
 "No woman this century actually wants to see her dude in those ugly things." 
I tried to put some on recently and Olive quickly gigs me. "Chill out on the man purse there Pearl Jam...is that? Eyeliner? Start over dude." Fashion is frikkin brutal.

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