Chris is really proud of his ability to choose clothes that flatter me. For the most part he enjoys shopping with me. He's willing to search the racks for things he thinks I'll like. When I'm wearing things that he selected, he's eager to tell people that he found them for me.
But before you get too jealous, we had the following exchange about these shoes while taking pictures this morning:
Him: Those are the weirdest looking shoes.
Me: I like them. And I get lots of complements on them.
Him: I don't know how you can be getting compliments on those shoes. The toes look all curled up. You look like someone dropped a house on you.