Last week, while I was trying to decide what to wear Saturday on our little day trip to Guthrie, He Who Shall Not Be Named told me that I dress like a blue-haired old lady. Actually, he said he doesn’t like my new pink pants because blue-haired old ladies wear pink pants. But I’m not offended. (well… not much) I choose to be amused instead, which is easy because it is rather amusing.

First of all, men commenting on women’s fashions is always hilarious. All men care about when it comes to women’s fashions (and they will tell you this themselves) is how well a garment shows off a woman’s legs, boobs and butt. This is okay. It’s just nature. But we gals should keep this fact in mind whenever we are tempted to ask him what he thinks we should wear.

As I’ve said before, I’ve never cared about being fashionable. If I were fashionable that would just mean I was following the crowd. I do like to look good. I like to be colorful and well-coordinated. Yes, the bottoms must go well with the tops. I must be comfortable too. I guess you could say those are my three C’s of fashion: comfortable, colorful and coordinated. I like more subdued colors and neutrals too so not always so colorful.

To be honest, a character I greatly admire for her fashion choices is Penelope Garcia on Criminal Minds. I guess her flamboyant style is supposed to be a joke but I actually think some of her outfits look really good but mostly I like that she wears what she likes and doesn’t try to be proper or fashionable.

Finally, as to what “blue-haired old ladies” wear – perhaps they are the ones who have the superior fashion sense. After all they have experience. Most of them have followed every silly fad to come along for several decades. They’ve tried it all and gotten over it and decided to wear what they want to wear no matter what is “in” this season. So if I dress like an old woman that just means I’m precocious.