Fashion Show

Tonight my 17yo son informs me that he needs new sneakers. So off to StuffMart we go. The Boy finds what he needs immediately and is ready to check out and go home.

Not so fast there. Now that I've gotten myself to StuffMart..I need Stuff. Or at least need to look at stuff. And it is so relaxing to be in StuffMart without my daughters asking me to buy this or buy that, so I am enjoying this time of leisurely looking at Stuff.

The Boy, on the other hand, is mumbling under his breath something about counting down the days to getting his driver's license, and also mumbling about how DAD would have been in and out of the store with no looking at additional stuff. Well, learn your lesson well, Young Skywalker, and get DAD to take you to the store next time.

When it comes to shopping, my husband is a Hunter. I am a Gatherer. When Rich shops, he knows what he wants. He gets to the store and if he locates the desired item - success! Mission accomplished. I, on the other hand, am a Gatherer. I have to look at many stores, many items, to decide which is best for our needs...and then I gather the best of what I've looked at.

Apparently The Boy is a Hunter as well.

When we get home from StuffMart (where The Boy also found a shirt he wanted while I was gathering) we see that my 6yo daughter, The Divine Miss M, is putting on a Fashion Show.

One thing that Miss M likes to do in her spare time is put on fashion shows, which generally consists of her trying on different outfits and making "fashion poses". She occasionally coerces her sisters to play "Fashion Show" with her as well.

The Boy decides to humor her and tells her he'll change into his new clothes to show her how Fashiony he is. Miss M is QUITE excited - although her sisters will play Fashion Show with her on a semi-regular basis, the last time her brother played Fashion Show was...never.

So The Boy comes out in his new shirt and sneakers and strikes a pose. We cannot stop laughing (and I am wishing I had my camera out) Miss M, however, is studying him with a critical eye...this is Serious Business. Think Clinton and Stacy on What Not To Wear eyeballing a new victim.

"Too much black and white", she tells him. "You look like a cow."

The Princess of Fashion has spoken.