My Wife Dressed Me

Ok, I admit.  My wife was right.   I may never say that again so remember it.   She picked out some clothes for me to wear to work today.  I wore them and got several complements.  And I thought they were out of style.  Turns out, she knows style.   Or at least she knows what a lady likes to see on a man.  My problem is, when I dress myself, I wear what a MAN likes to see on a man.  Right?  I am a man and I pick what I like to wear.   So the moral of the story?  If you want to dress for the opposite sex, let the opposite sex pick your clothes.  

I suppose there could be some spiritual parallel here about attracting the right people by letting God pick our spiritual wardrobe, or coming out ahead by putting others’ preferences first.  But hey, let’s just leave it at that because tomorrow . . . ?  I’ll probably dress myself.   I can’t always let my wife have it her way, even if it IS what’s best for me.