Previously, in my life of male privilege, I would fret and fume when my wife would chop and change!
Now… I understand! The pre-clothes stage can go amazingly fast now but when I pull that dress over my head and… it doesn’t feel right! Grrrr…
The number of outfits strewn around the bedroom is astounding as are the near tantrums 👺
Finally, I get the right outfit together and find the jewellery isn’t right or I don’t have the right scarf to match… or, God forbid, the wrong coloured handbag!
Now, here comes the most crushing moment… you look in the mirror only to find the 24 hour lippy you applied earlier is just… WRONG!
Sometimes getting dressed to go out is more frustrating than playing golf!
Polly sounds like a tiger! Grrrr