Monday, April 08, 2013


Monday, April 08, 2013
Gary and I have been together for five years now.

It alarms me that we are slowly becoming one of those married couples that look alike.

We've always looked alike. We have the same colour of hair, we're the same height, we have similar faces, generally speaking. But recently, we've started wearing similar outfits.

But Megan, you say, anyone can wear a black t-shirt and jeans, and that doesn't necessarily mean you're dressing alike. And that would be true. More often than not you will find me out in the world wearing jeans and some kind of black sweater, top or t-shirt, and the same can be said about my spouse.

But alas, on Saturday, we sunk to a new, desperate, mockery-inducing low when we showed up to a dinner party wearing...

Well, the photo speaks for itself. But in case it doesn't, the new Team Geyer jersey colour appears to be lavender.

What is more puzzling is that moments before we left the house to attend said party, Gary was wearing orange and I was wearing green. Seconds before leaving, somehow, in our one-bedroom apartment, we managed to both change without the other person knowing, and before we could correct this horrifying faux pas, we had our coats on and were in the car.

I'm not sure what's next. His and hers haircuts? Matching windsuits? It's just a long, sad, slippery slope.


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