Playing Dress-up

Tell me about your style.
I first look at the weather, and then select a shoe based on how athletic the plans for the day are, and then I work up. My husband actually buys all of my clothes for me. I think it’s sweet, and he’s got far better taste than I do.

I know one guy I'd trust enough to dress me, but wouldn't be interested, one who I'd trust enough, but who lives in Iceland, and one I might trust a year from now, based on his taste in shoes (more about that later). Besides, isn't this just a sign of learned helplessness? Although I guess if you've already got a driver ...

Well Tressed Soho Housewife [NY Magazine]