Equally funny to me is seeing young boys (20 somethings) wearing pink shirts. WTH (what the hell). When I see young boys wearing pink all I can think is that they have serious issues. Now I'm not talking about the men I know who were pink shirts (you know who you are). The men I know that wear pink are cool, why? Because I know them and they can pull it off and they're men, not boys. The young boys I saw today were wearing pink in the hopes that young women (20 somethings) would see and think that they have a sensitive side and that they are secure in their masculinity. Well here's the kicker, the reverse psychology ain't workin. At least not on me. All I see is a stupid boy wearing pink.
In general the vibe I got from about 75% of the people at the mall was one of desperate attempted sexiness. I mean the crap people were wearing to try to entice each other was both ugly and funny. And not just the clothes either, the hair, the perfume, all of it. Oh and not just the girls, no no, the boys were just as bad.
I am reminded again of how lucky I am to have Mr. E in my life! I know I was just as bad as the people I saw at the mall today before I met Mr. E. Don't get me wrong, I want to look good, I want to be "fashionable". But these days I want to look good for myself and for Mr. E, not a bunch of strangers at the mall. So while I walked through the mall today I smiled a lot at the silliness all around and I thanked whatever higher power for having Mr. E in my life.
Here's a pic of Evie in her new Gymboree outfit, thanks Jen S.

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