The Classic Red Flannel Shirt

When I first met my husband, he had a red flannel shirt. He wore it . . . a LOT. Even with his tie dyed jeans, which I encouraged him to NEVER pair in my presents again! Just TOO weird. He recently made a new pair of tied dyed jeans . . . should I worry? I hope not.

Thankfully it wasn't a deal breaker, as that was 38 years ago. His tastes have mellowed, but he is still a "stand out" in my book. I am SO used to his bright colors I actually could NOT locate him in the breakfast room of the hotel we stayed in while traveling. It was Sunday morning and he had on one of his pastel dress shirts. I tend to see him mostly in his bright summer shirts. That is what I was looking for! He had to wave, poor guy . . . oh, THERE he is! Silly me.