Now, I love Preston. I really do (this is a good thing). We have been together for almost seven years, meaning that he has seen me in approximately 2,000 different outfits. He has probably commented on what I look like twelve times. Ever. This comes in handy when I choose not to shower for days at a time (I mean WHAT that totally never happens...), choose not to change out of my running clothes all day, get a bad haircut, or wear the same shirt four days in a row. This comes in less handy when I need a self-esteem booster (I can only give myself pep talks in the bathroom mirror so many times), and I feel invisible.
I have learned not to rely on him for even basic fashion advice (MF: should I wear the hot pink belt or the white belt? Preston: There's a difference?), but occasionally (i.e. when I wear a dress), he will notice, and alert me to the fact that he has noticed by looking me up and down and asking, "Is that new?" Most often it is not new, but instead was purchased at a thrift store in 2003 and has been worn approximately sixty-eight thousand times (approximately).
So the other day, when I put on a dress that I've had for years, but (OOH PLOT TWIST) belted it for the first time, I wasn't super surprised when Preston asked me the usual, "Is that new?" question. As we got into the car, however, and I maintained that unless I walk out the door birthday suited up, chances are high that what I look like goes unnoticed by husband dearest, I found myself saying, "You're just not very observant. I mean, of me."
Which, to be honest, was very unfair of me to say. No, Preston doesn't often notice what I wear, or a new haircut, or any of my details, but to say he's unobservant felt extreme. There's no question that I'm more of a micro person and he's more of a macro person--I remember faces and birthdays and names and where the bandaids live in the bathroom, and itsy bitsy OCD things, and he remembers, you know, to renew our car insurance (he's handy that way). Observant of my wardrobe? No. But observant of me? Absolutely. He's with me at night and during the days, and knows me better than almost anyone.
In order to prove this to ourselves (and, you know, the internet), however, I invented a "How Well Do You REALLY Know One Another" quiz that we took last night. I thought of nine questions--some Big Fancy Questions About Life and the FUTURE, as well as some trivial ones--and we each had to answer them about the other without any consultation. After we were done, Preston emailed me his answers, I emailed him mine, and we went over our answers (like any good teacher/student). We're in the process of commenting (on the other person's answers about ourselves) now, and I'll publish them as soon as they're ready. In the meantime, here are our super exciting questions:
Answers coming soon!
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