Don't Tell My Husband, Please

I am not as good of a wife as my husband thinks I am.

As horrifying backwards and 1950’s as it may be, it really is somewhat of an act.

He thinks I am a culinary genius but really I just specialize in foods that fill the house with scent. I make roasted chicken and meatloaf and oven potatoes.

He thinks the house is always tiny…a half hour before he is due home I play an episode of the Electric Company for the kids and scurry around the house frantically straightening as much as I can. I then brush my hair and put on tinted lip balm (I don’t want to look too contrived).

Oh yea, I also dress for him constantly, just like our first date where I was so excited that I went and bought an entire new outfit (yes, entire) and when we moved in together I threw out my grandma looking pajamas and filled my brand new very own drawer with cute boy shorts and camis.

Now that I know him 13 years worth I am much better at figuring out what he likes, even better than him sometimes.

This outfit he loves. I knew he would when I saw it in a magazine. He likes women in dresses but he doesn’t like dresses that are too frilly, like a doll. The look he likes, by his own admission, is “sharp” which I think this dress is. I am really excited that the upcoming season seems to be featuring a lot of “sharp” looks. I have noticed a lot more camel separates and menswear tailoring.

In case you are interested, I won this dress on Ebay for 12.00. The belt is from the salvation, 1.75. I don’t know what army was previously wearing this belt, but they must have been very stylish.