His One Gay Skill

My friend Leann always jokes that every man needs one gay skill. Her husband shops... and apparently so does mine.

Well. Nic and I were invited to a summer wedding in Santa Barbara, California. I realized that I had nothing to wear, naturally. So I asked Nic to go shopping with me because, well, while we live far away sometimes he has to be the girlfriend as well. So we walk in to New York and Company and I tell him what I'm looking for, a long floor length dress. We find the dress nearly immediately and then I pick two colors, one that is sort of aquamarine, and one that's more of a burned orange. He loves the blue, but then I try on the orange and he nearly fell over. He told me that he loved the color and gave reasons for it, such as my skin tone and the way it fit perfectly. I was amazed that he was so attentive. Then we went home with this in tow.

I then told him that I needed jewelery for the outfit. I told him that I wanted something seashell. So we went back to New York and Company and I found a few options. Once he looked at the rack he immediately points out the perfect set, necklace and bracelet. yay! I am ecstatic to have found them and he is just happy to be out of the store.
Next I explain that I need shoes because the dress is longer than expected. So I look solo for about two weekends on and off. This past Saturday we ate lunch and then decided that we were going to find some shoes. So he took me to Macy's . I searched high and low for bronze wedges and they were nowhere to be found. I was about to give up when Nic found the perfect pair of shoes. They weren't wedges but they completed the entire outfit. As I was contemplating the price, he showed me that they were 15% off. The price was still a bit high but then he was becoming impatient. He even offered to buy them himself just to get me out of the store. Ha

These are the shoes except mine are gold.


I took my completed outfit to show my neighbor Danielle and as I was laying the outfit out and explaining where and how much I realized that Nic had picked out this entire outfit. It was killer! I was totally taken aback as I discovered this. The man that is oh so manly.... too manly for most things dressed me for a wedding.
He still won't take all of the credit for fear of ridicule... but I know who chose the outfit. And it's gorgeous and I can't wait to put it all together for an ocean side, beach front, toes in the sand wedding.
I'm so proud!