I miss living with a girl!

Can I just say swimsuit shopping and feedback on clothes is just pointless with a man. Every time I buy a new outfit, get a new haircut, try on the dreaded swimsuit, I have to rely on pictures from a phone, or pictures by said useless man, and then send them off to my sister or some other girlfriend to get some real honest feedback. Today was really brutal, i took pictures in the winter with my muffin top and all, from all angles so that my sister could see whether my new swimsuit choices were truly brutal or not so bad. I threatened her with no laughing, no sharing with a single soul even her husband and no black mailing. But she is kinda used to it now. So yes, there are days I miss living with my roomate Rachel, living down the street from a good girlfriend, and shopping with my brutally honest sister. Sharing shoes, sharing opinions, and less eye rolls when I just can't make up my mind. So if you ever see me in an awful outfit, with an awful haircut, or hanging out of my suit in all the wrong places, just blame Ritchey and his manly lack of contructive feedback in all such things :)