Mr. Fashion Corrupts His Brother

The latest installment of Mr. Fashion. I hadn't really meant this to be a continuing saga but, as these things often do, it's taken on a life of its own. Probably how Curious George got started. First Curious George, then Curious George Goes to Washington, then Curious George Irritates the Crap Out of His Mother. And so continues "Mr. Fashion" .....

Lane, aka: Mr. Fashion, has been giving me fits for about three years now with his eclectic clothing choices. Luckily, Levi has been easy to please since birth. Oh, he doesn't like things too big or too short, but I can understand that. In his case, size mattered, choices did not.

Until ....

For his last orchestra concert the director told them they could wear "church clothes" but no specifics otherwise. The standard concert uniform is almost always black pants and white shirts. I was glad the boys could wear a COLOR! Now, you other scrapbookers will understand this excitement. I have three years of orchestra photos and they all look identical. A scrapbooker wants some variety for their pages!

So Levi asks what he should wear for the concert. A series of very nice shirts were considered and, by him, quickly rejected.

How about your black one?
No, I wore it to school yesterday. I can't wear it to the concert tonight!
No photo available as he wore it to school today.

How about the orange one with the little black stripes? That will go perfectly with your black dress pants.

No. (No reason given other than he didn't want to wear it.)


How about this green one?

(With a HORRIFIED expression on his face....) NO! That's a gross color! It looks like someone puked in grass and then rolled a shirt in it. (Nevermind that he wore this shirt off and on for the last two years.)



After much wrangling back and forth, he chose this one ....

Yep.
White.



I. Will. Survive. These. Kids.