yesterday's conversation:
me: "Wear that new shirt we got for you at Macy's"
DH: puts in on, tugs, wriggles and adjusts.... "It's too tight"
me: "It's not tight, it's fitted.. and looks great"
DH: grumble, grumble, complain, complain...
me: "Honey, I want you to notice other men and notice which ones look old and which ones look stylish"
DH: "I don't care what I look like, I want to be comfortable"
me: "Then wear sweats!" (which he would never do in public)
I know, baby steps, baby steps... but for crying out loud, it was a great looking Alfani cotton knit button up shirt with plenty of stretch. There is no way on the planet it could have felt tight on him. I just don't get it.
And he did end up wearing it and looked fabulous! But it's like pulling teeth to get him to wear a shirt that actually fits in the shoulders.