Cute

“What shall I wear next week?”

There followed a catwalk display of outfits, any one of which would be perfect. But I was asked to decide... and be punished for getting it wrong as doubt, (no doubt), might ferment in the following ten days. A tough call, but I have a reputation for honesty. That’s good... (well maybe)... but has the added dimension of dealing with the fallout. But hey!

Quick iPad photos helped share the decision-making. We looked, discussed and jointly decided. Fallout? We shall see.

“You look cute in them all” I declared.

She smiled, (for now).