Luckily, Emily’s favorite sport is not shopping. How lucky can a man get? With the pending May 28 wedding approaching in a few weeks, we set a plan to shop for something for her to wear. I guess we’re both out of practice or we’re both from the school of “never wear black to a wedding.” The ultimate fashion faux pas. I agreed with her, it’s just not proper etiquette for black to be worn. So that ruled out the traditional LBD or “little black dress”. Something usually in every woman’s closet that can be semi-formal to formal depending on the occasion. 

On one of her days off we headed off to one of the malls in suburbia. But first a trip to the food court. I mean gosh we can’t shop on an empty stomach. Philly cheesesteak for her and fine Asian mall cuisine for me. 

Still unsure of what to wear she just went through as many items as possible. She lost interest in shopping fairly quickly. She settled on well I don’t know what it’s called. Typical guy I know. It was a 1-piece something or another. A pant suit? Jump suit? All I know is it was sleeveless and neutral in color. And it looked good. 

We were set.