|This one is dedicated to my Brother Ben – who always flips his tie over his shoulder to eat
I don’t know how to tie a tie. In fact, the tie I am wearing is my sons (in case you couldn’t tell!) I called my little brother over to help me out. I think it made him feel cool to be able to teach me something, for a change. In fact, it was like bonding. Except for the part where he kept calling me a nerd……..
I can’t end this post without one last story: Many years ago, while in college, I did a summer stint working at a local hotel. The uniform was navy pants, blue shirt and for us women, these ridiculously ugly I-dont-even-know-what-to-call-thems.
I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I didn’t. I went to Walmart and bought a cheap, black clip-on tie. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t polished, and it wasn’t perfect. But it was a heck of a lot better than the thing pictured above!
And because I know you want to see just one more picture of me:
I had to wear the glasses, I just had to…..
This post is dedicated to all the men in my life – your tie-tying skills amaze me!