So as I mentioned, my sister and her boyfriend fiance are in town.
We have been hanging out some, and having a good time together. I really like him a lot and I couldn't be happier for them over their engagement.
We also got to go shopping together. Let me tell you, I love taking people shopping when they let me help pick things out for them. And I'm good at it, too. I can tell what will look good on someone and I give pretty damn good fashion advice, if I may say so myself (remind me to tell you the story about helping my boss prepare for the formal gala at some point).
Anyhow, sister's fiance needed a new black suit, and we were in Barney's. Sister wanted him to look at suits there, and so did he. And they were on sale. I said, "OK, fine, try them on, but don't buy anything until I take you to this other store."
Said other store was Sym's. I have sung the praises of Sym's before, and now I got to teach said lesson to sister and future brother-in-law.
It was funny, though, in the men's department. Sister kept pulling out all these suits which, while they were lovely, were not what FBIL had described as what he was looking for. Know also that FBIL is an ADA (Assistant District Attorney, not Americans with Disabilities Act, mind you), so he needs power-lawyer suits that don't break the bank.
After Sister pulled out the umpteenth light brown tweed suit, I figured I had some explaining to do.
"Sister, that's not really a lawyer suit."
"What kind of suit is it?"
"Um... it's an accountant suit."
"It is? Oh, ok."
I pulled out a couple more lawyer suits and thrust them at FBIL.
And then she pulled out another one... a dark grey with some funky pin-stripes.
"How about this one?" she asked.
"Architect suit," quoth I.
At this point, another guy -- a total stranger -- in the department decided that HE had to ask for my advice too. He pulled down a suit (one my sister had suggested for FBIL that I promptly rejected) and said, "what about this one?"
I said, "What do you do, sir?"
He replied that he was a "Health Care Administrator."
"Go for it!" I approved.
We ultimately found two lawyer suits for less than one suit would have cost at Barney's.
Damn, I'm good. I should probably start charging.
a girls bestfriend is her "sister's" sense of style.
Posted by: Dennis at June 3, 2004 05:44 PM