If I were actually in charge of the way my husband looked….ok I might be a stylist but my husband and his thrifty ways seems to be immune to my powers.
‘Why have more than 1 pair of jeans when you can wear the same old pair till they rip at the seams then ask the Mrs to fix them’ seems to be his fashion mantra for pants, ditto for suits, shirts and don’t even go to the work out department….
So, in an ideal world my husband would be a regular shopper at Mr Porter, the fab new male version of Net-a-Porter, which has been servicing us girls for the last decade. At Mr Porter he would mostly be sporting this seasons Jil Sander collection….
Clearly we would need to add into the mix an extreme exercise regime circa P90X or Insanity, and maybe a little Rogaine…but that’s not too much to ask is it?