Monday Mrs Rupert demanded that I buy new jeans and boots, so with great displeasure, I did. I walked around town all day yesterday in my new jeans and boots, and was as uncomfortable as a whore in church....people looked at me funny, and even my best friends barely recognized me.
I hid my old favorite jeans and boots, but she found them, and minutes ago I went to take out the trash.....buried under some newspaper, there they were. This is just plain wrong, and even bordering on criminal. If you have what feels good and looks great too, you should be able to wear it until it falls off. I did have a pair of jeans that had a leg fall off last year, I cried like a baby, but there was no way to put it back on....I even tried hot glue.
Ladies, please leave us alone, we don't get any joy from being dressed like a Drugstore Dandy....... (wow, that's an old term! ...if you remember it, you know what I mean about comfort!)
End of rant..... Can I get an Amen from anyone?
Regards!
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