Maisie’s father, R, dresses like G.I. Joe and I hate it.
He USED to dress nicely, before the baby was born, mostly because *I* dressed him.
The minute the child popped out and I no longer had the desire/energy/wherewithal to play stylist for my man, he reverted back to his pre-marital way of dressing and doing his hair.
His current wardrobe consists of fatigues, 2 pairs of jeans, body armor undies and shirts… and black socks and ball caps.
The rest of his clothes, pre-Miss M, were donated months ago during the Dumpster Diaries time because they were rather long in the tooth. I let him buy his newer stuff and should not have.
He gained (and lost) 40 lbs during “our” pregnancy- so a new wardrobe is definitely in order.
I will admit I am better at hoarding and not so good at capsule-ing.
He doesn’t need anything ‘fancy’- just well made casual clothing that works for an active lifestyle. We have a toddler and really don’t go anywhere that would require more than that.
This week I’ve been focusing on building his new winter wardrobe and this is what I’ve some up with so far:
This is the foundation so far. I have a ton of t shirts and socks and other things to hunt for next…
Additionally, I picked up a crewneck LL Bean cashmere sweater in light gray for him. I also want to get him a pair of Frye Arkansas mid lace boots at some point.
Why does it seem easier to dress the man and kid than dressing myself?