Fashion Police

Yesterday I was dressing for church when I realized that the shirt I wanted to wear needed pressing. I was wearing a bright, multi-colored skirt and I slipped on the first shirt I saw, a brown and black striped sweater, so I could make my way to the laundry room. At that moment Marshall walked out of the bathroom, took one look at me and said, "I don't think that shirt works with the skirt."

I nearly laughed because Marshall's fashion rules are: 1 anything goes with jeans, and 2 dark socks with suits. Anything beyond that really doesn't matter and he wouldn't notice it even if it did. My response, "So you are the fashion police now?" His immediate reply, "No need to involve the police. This is a citizen's arrest."