Oh, how fun I've enjoyed reading all the lovely stories on this thread. I can't remember for the life of me what either of us was wearing. It was a blind date and a favor to my friend that I even went out with the guy. I DO remember when Mr. C proposed to me. We were at the grocery store in the dairy section and I said yes to him in the cereal aisle. That was 38 years ago and I hope we have many more.

Here's a good story for you. I met my dear hubby at XMAS party in December 2001. No one at the party seemed interesting enough, not even him, although I do remember his outfit: black jeans, black shirt, doc maarten boots, and an old 1940's German leather jacket, and to top it off: fingerless leather gloves. bleh!! You could say he was still into the alterna/ GOTH scene minus the makeup. HAH!!

Flash forward 2 weeks later at a small nightclub we used to go to: I see him again with the ugly leather jacket and gloves, he asked me to dance, I danced. He asked me if we could walk me home, and so he walked me home. I finally gave him my number and invited him to my New Year's Eve Party and we've been together even since.

And NO he's not into that scene anymore. He turned out to me a nicely dressed guy later on.

I met my DH is a non-credit creative writing class. He was wearing old jeans, a tee shirt and an old hoodie. He had long hair and a Satan beard. No, I am not kidding. I went home that night and called my sister to tell her about this crazy looking guy in my class! I would never have guessed that day that we'd be married now with a daughter (And yes, he cleaned up really, really well. Amazing what a haircut and shave can do!)

Awesome thread! Love everyone's stories. I met DH at church in 1993. We saw each other around church for a while but the day he first talked to me he was wearing his uniform of black jeans and black tee and sneakers, and his hair was down to his waist!! (He's a muso). I can't remember what I was wearing but I had given a presentation to the congregation that morning so it's a pretty good bet it was dressy and mostly black

What a wonderful thread!

I can't for the life of me remember what I was wearing when I met my DH. Maybe because we saw each other a lot before we ever talked; he was a prof and I was a student (not his student) so we would pass each other in the corridors. I'll bet he was wearing a black or blue cotton sweater pullover, jeans (probably baggy), argyle socks, Birkenstocks (which I loathe, apologies to all who like them), and a plaid shirt -- along with his horn rimmed "safety" style glasses from the 50s, which I actually adored (and which would be very stylish now, but were not stylish in 1989.)

Whatever I wore, it probably included a jacket with shoulder pads. And my Docs.

Well- we were wearing almost the SAME THING!!
Both wore pale blue and white striped button-down shirts.
Hubby tells me that he would have had trousers rather than jeans on, and I think I probably wore jeans.
We saw a movie that I didn't enjoy- a comedy during which someone swallowed a poor innocent Gold-fish!
I must have liked him though- here we are married 22 years and still wearing the same thing (kidding )

What a fun read here! Loved all the descriptions. I have no idea whatsoever what I wore, but DH was in ripped jeans and an orange beanie. That's about all I remember about the clothes. All I know was that the outfit didn't turn me off, and men's outfits usually do turn me off.

Everyone picture this haircut, grown out to the shoulders and parted in the middle. SHUDDER. Lucky him - I knew hair could be cut and clothing could be changed!

I also saw pictures of him in high school with the male equivalent of the Farrah. He admits he owned and used a blowdrier. Often.

LOL! Dana, that is hilarious. He must have been a real charmer to overcome a haircut like that (and you very broad minded).

ETA: Dana, I know exactly what you mean. That's the best.

K - Well, I started to like him when we started talking. Then what he was wearing didn't really matter very much, you know? I liked him.

My bf tells me that in high school, in the '70s, he wore purple bell bottoms and those oxford heels. Duu-uude! He will not show me any pictures!

One has to wonder a little bit how he went from groovy jive cat to the man with the fuzzy fleece jacket...

Ay yi yi! This is going to take some thinking. We met in college/university in the early 1980's. I think I was wearing a pair of blue trousers and a sleeveless light blue silk blouse. I think he was wearing jeans and a button-down oxford shirt...maybe pink? (What I remember him wearing most those days was an olive tweed jacket over jeans, but I don't think he was wearing it that day we met.) He parted his hair in the middle back then...a holdover from the 70's.

We were tour guides for our university; I was a freshman (18 years old), the new kid on the job, and he was a sophomore (19 almost 20 years old). He was so funny and clever...that's what I loved most about him. I loved working with him because he made me feel lighthearted and happy about life....he still does.

I found the pic! The quality isn't the best, but it's a polaroid. Our school sold them as our "Dance Pictures." I had forgotten about my boots I wore back then.

I met my husband in college - 1985. It was at a party one of my roomies had (all the rest left me there to keep order) and my hubby saved me from another guy who was making an unwanted pass on me (this creepy kid who wore roller skates everywhere....it was 1985) by stepping in and asking me "if I still had that book to loan him for class". I didn't even know him but it worked - saved me from Roller Dude and made me smile.
He was wearing very faded Levis, a white shirt and a long tweed overcoat. He still has the overcoat in the closet but the jeans didn't survive the many many patches they needed over the years.
I have no idea what I was wearing though.

Well, my husband is a banker and the first time we met we went for drinks at a local pub. He came from work, so he was wearing a typical banker outfit: navy pinstripe suit, blue shirt, tie. I had always dated men who dressed very casually, so the combination of the suit with his good looks and his awesome sense of humour had me sunk in the first hour. Actually, that was just 9 years ago last Saturday. Good memories!

Not sure what he was wearing when we first met at work (hi tech start up company) but I remember a particular date when he was wearing a madras plaid button down tucked into chinos. Not a good look for him! I was probably wearing one of my two pairs of bootcut colored levis and a shirt from the flea market. I wonder if he will remember. And he does wear jeans now - but it took a while.

It was his first day on the job at our movie theater, I had worked there a few months. 1985. We wore almost identical uniforms. Navy polyester pants, a white button-down oxford, and a navy polyester vest. He had a dashing clip-on bow tie, I had a demure ribbon tie. My shoes were navy-and-white boat shoes. His were black dressy loafers. We chatted while cleaning the popcorn machine, then that night I had a dream about him. Oh yes, one of *those* dreams. And it's been bliss ever since.

Some standout wardrobe items of his from back then were corduroy OP shorts (so sexy), a really rugged and huggable Levi's denim jacket with sheepskin lining, and a silky dress shirt with Disney characters on it! Fun thread, thanks everyone for the great stories and pics!

I remember I was wearing jeans, only because he commented on it later. He thought I was kind of underdressed for dinner and a movie. I did not want to come off as trying too hard, so I dressed down. Funny to think of it 24 years later.

While I haven't read all the replies just yet, figured I'd chime in...

It was 2003, we met in Stanley Park, Vancouver BC - he was wearing very classic jeans, a crisp, somewhat fancy, french blue button down shirt, Fossil -type leather belt, cognac leather shoes and an REI- style (or MEC style for Canadians) rain jacket/windbreaker.

Me? Pretty much the same, except I was wearing my typical black turtleneck, with slightly trendy jeans, clunky clogs (with socks...gah!) and a charcoal grey trench coat.

We got married in 2004 at the Stanely Park Teahouse a year and a bit later. Wedding was set for 4pm so we could be married just before sunset.

We couldn't be more different, and yet we have so much in common. Hard to explain, but he's the geeky engineer type, and I'm the "head in the clouds" type, if that makes sense. At the same time though, it's surprising how much we have in common, despite being very different from each other.

Still 110% crazy about him. Didn't get married until my early 30's, and yet, I never really planned on getting married at all. Just didn't think it would happen.

Yes, he looked (very) nice, and I looked 'nice enough' but it's not like either of us were all that stylish or fashionable. Pretty basic actually

Best thing that ever happened to me! So, so happy.

It's so much fun to read everyone's stories. We met on a blind date in 1968 set up by a roommate and her boyfriend. He was a grad student and wore khakis and an Oxford buttondown in a blue that matched his eyes. I don't remember what I wore but it must have included a mini skirt as they were all I wore. We listened to live jazz at a wine bar with comfy sofas.

Gear. We met through a cycling group. Although technically I was riding with the group and he was on the side of the road fixing a flat tire on his bike when we stopped to offer help. Our subsequent dates of open water swimming, canoeing, and running all seemed to be in gear too! It was probably 3 months before we had a date in real clothes....

I have really enjoyed reading everyones responses here

This wasn't when we first met, but when we were first married.
He has a purplish micro plaid shirt that he had been using to work on cars for several years. It was stained and covered in grease and grime. As I was trying to figure out how to wash it, I noticed the label. it was a Yves Saint Laurent shirt! It apparently was a hand me down from a family member and he thought it was too ugly to wear so he used it as a junk shirt xD

Love the stories. 1978 and my first year at uni. Hanging
out with a friend at her boyfriend's dorm wearing green corduroy overalls, a plaid shirt, and work boots. This tall dude in jeans, plaid shirt over Henley, heavy duty hiking boots, and navy watchman's cap comes down the hallway with some sort of survey equipment over his shoulder. He had this big watch on a super wide crafted leather band. He looked like Paul Bunyan, without any facial hair!

R was in Forestry, and had just been out doing field work. I was in Arts, so I didn't have an excuse! Flannel plaid was really big, though.

About a month later he invited me to a 'house dinner' where the guys dress in suits, and their dates in dresses, and have a fancy dinner of some sort in the caf. DH wore a brown pinstriped suit, and brown negative heel shoes. (I think they were called Earth Shoes.) Pretty awful stuff.

After 3 years we got married. The first thing I did was get rid of those shoes and that brown suit.

This is a fun thread...it was 1997, I was 19, he was 23. I was in college and had come home for the weekend. He was in town to watch his brother play in a football tournament. I was wearing a cream sweater and striped wide-legged drapey trousers. He was dressed in his still-to-this-day uniform of oversized sweatshirt and jeans and Timberland boots. He had a hideous acid-green velour one....We talked for the entire 2 days of the tournament, and even though on the surface we may not look like a couple with a lot in common, his family background and values are a lot like mine. We have been married for almost 15 yrs. Now we live in interior AK, and he wears tee shirts and fleece pullovers and Carrharts or jeans everyday. He has really embraced the Alaskan way of life. Me, not so much...But I found YLF when I had tons of time on my hands my first winter up here when I had to find something to do, and this is the most amazing community of people!

This is fun... I really can't remember what he wore because he was just a really nice friend of a guy in my class at uni... Apparently he was smitten from the beginning. Luckily one day when we were "just hanging out with the guys" (which I now realise were highly orchestrated!) cupid struck on my part... We then realised we had many of the same things but in different colours - matching watches, matching dogs (cocker spaniels)... think we stopped counting after that. That was nearly 25 years ago... When our twins were little he did his family history and our families had been linked together for more than a century (his g grandpa signed my g grandma's death certificate; his someone worked with my someone etc etc)... took awhile but somehow we got together

eh eh he was wearing a polka dot navy polo and I remember I hated and I even said to a friend "I don't want a second date, I hated his clothes"

Crisp white shirt and black trouser with mop of curly hair and french beard. He was dressed for work

he wore a white T-shirt, he looked best at that time.

What fun!

It was 1 April 1997 and I it was my first day a new job at a large insurance company. I walked in wearing peach palazzo pants (yugh!!!) and a cropped brown double breasted blazer and brown oxford lace up shoes with a ridiculous platform sole. Can't remember what was under the blazer. I had insanely curly hair after a perm.

He was wearing black pleated linen pants, 18up docs and a long, very grungy black crewneck jersey over a button up shirt and tie. He had piercing blue eyes and a mop of curly hair.

He introduced himself to me in the reception area and asked me to accompany him. I said I was waiting for a manager. Little did I realise that he WAS the manager (well... supervisor) - he looked far too young and grungy to be a person in authority. 2 months later we were dating and 3 years and 15 days later, we got married. He still has docs and we got rid of the pleated pants and peach coloured palazzos. He was very glad to see the end of the peach pants. And I the black pleats!

It was 1976 and I met him at an ice skating rink. He was 16 and I was 15. He was wearing amco bogart jeans and a sky blue exacto windcheater and thongs (flip flops) and I thought he was the coolest thing I'd ever seen.
The first photo was taken soon after and the second was taken last November, about 36 years later. Still think he's cool!