
I'm wearing this shirt today. It is a very Amy Ray-type shirt. Michele hates it. That's why when I was getting ready to walk out the door this morning, I was very surprised when she said, "You look nice today." I just could not figure that one out. I just stared at for her for a few seconds. Then I replied, "But you hate this shirt." "Yeah, but you look nice." "I look like myself, hunh?" "Yeah." So. Interestingly enough, when I dress in what I actually like instead of what is 'grown up attire' she thinks I look nice. That makes me want to dress like myself more often.
That's an old picture. I just remembered I had it saved online somewhere.