Monday, August 11, 2008

like a house

About a month ago, my sister and I went to Syracuse, NY for some retail therapy/sisterly bonding time. As usual, the trip was successful (and the damage to my credit card significant.)

When I got home, I sat B down for a mini-fashion show to get his opinion on my finds.

The exchange went a little like this:

Me: So, what do you think about this top? (FYI, it was a semi-sheer flowy cotton blouse.)

B: I really like it. The A-frame shape totally suits you.

Me: A-frame? Really?

B: Yeah, you know - when the shape flows away from your body. It's very flattering on you.

Me: Um, I think you mean A-line. A-frame is the term to describe a type of house.

B: Oh... yeah... right.

Me: Uh-huh.

Methinks someone's been watching a little too much "What Not to Wear". Or not enough, apparently.


Chuck Norris doesn't apologize for going MIA.

Neither do I.