Mishap Week: Husbandly Fashions

Anne of AJD plus Three is pretty awesome.

She’s driven, kind and warm-hearted. She’s smart even if she is a mediocre speller. She completed law school with a tiny little babe on her hip. How can you not admire that determination?

Someone give her a job, stat.

That is all.
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You know, when I agreed to do a guest post for KLZ, I became unusually nervous. Yeah, yeah we all are afraid that our post will suck, that the host blogger will suffer endlessly for our suckishness and so on. But I was afraid because I try to be funny – and with KLZ there is no “try” in the funny department. You either are or you aren’t. So I apologize in advance for my lame attempt at humor. Laughing out loud studio audience style would greatly help my self-esteem.

Well, today I have the task of telling you about mishaps. I was totally clueless about this one until a little email conversation between me and KLZ about Taye Diggs (yes, he is still totally hot). Somehow we got from Taye Diggs to wearing pink pants. Don’t ask. This ultimately led to my decision to blog about my husband.

Now, those of you familiar with my blog know that I often claim to have a near perfect husband. Unfortunately, there are some style related mishaps that require I use the word “near.”

Anwar has always been a nice dresser. Aside from the fact that he wore his swim trunks and dress shoes (with socks) to the pool today because he doesn’t have flip flops – he does okay. Sometimes too okay. One day while at the mall we wandered into a shoe store (presumably for me) where Anwar was immediately drawn to particular item. It was a bag (presumably for me). This bag, however, was a white purse man bag. Anwar pulled down the purse man bag and looked it over. I thought it was a joke. I was wrong. Anwar then proceeded to parade around the store looking in the mirror to see if the purse man bag looked okay. Luckily I made fun of him enough to force him to put down the purse man bag and leave the store.

Anwar buying girly things. Mishap.

Anwar also had a moment (read mishap) when he decided to mix things up with his hair. Anwar has naturally black hair – nothing too huge to do with his hair…or so I thought. It was a few months after we started dating when Anwar unexpectedly came over to my house. It took me a second to recognize him because the man had died his hair PLATNUM BLONDE! Since we were so newly dating I told him it looked great. Really though, he looked like Sisqo. Or a really old man.

Anwar trying to look like Sisqo. Mishap.

Finally, long after the blonde hair was gone and Anwar and I shared a home, it was his turn to clean the bathroom. Not wanting to dirty his clothes to do such a task, Anwar grabbed a pair of my pants. Imagine my surprise when I walked into the bathroom and found my husband wearing PINK PANTS!

Yeah, that is how I reacted too. I quickly snapped that picture and was instantly being chased around the house so that the evidence would not get anywhere. Knowing if Anwar got my phone he would erase this golden pic, I did what any loving partner would do – I emailed it to the first person that came up on my phone to preserve the evidence. This just happened to be my sister. Who laughed her ass off.

Months and months later at Christmas time I had completely forgotten about Anwar’s pink pants escapade. It came time to open up the family calendar that my sister and her husband make using our family memories every year. I kept wondering why we were being watched as we scoped out each month’s pictures…until we hit February and I saw it. My awesome sister immortalized the pink pants by including it in the family calendar. Haha…Anwar was not pleased.

Anwar in pink pants. Mishap.

Despite his fashion mishaps, he is still an awesome husband…that is if he doesn’t divorce me after reading this.