
I have always marvelled at how many older couples seem to resemble each other. Especially those with the matching leisure suits. Its as if spending all of that time together converges your sense of style. I have always thought that it would not happen to Neil and I since we are so different in our appearances. You know, I had always kind of hoped that if it happened that we started to look more alike that maybe Neil would have leaned towards my sense of style rather than me leaning towards his sense of 'style'. How would it be possible for me to resemble the six foot four inch, red headed Viking? Well it happened. I was headed out to pick strawberries when I realized that I was wearing a Neil outfit, complete with socks paired with vibrant coloured wiffle clogs. And I can't complain, it must be some sense of style since I love the guy who pulls it off.