IF's topic this week is Match.
The number of times that David and I meet in the hallway on our way out, only to discover we have inadvertently dressed in matching outfits is getting a little out of hand. There's no mystery here. For whatever reason, the pallette of our wardrobes are almost identical. It makes me laugh, but I still insist one of us go back upstairs and change. There was a couple we were friends with in Ottawa that would often turn up at parties in matching tops and bottoms. Well ok, maybe it only happened once, but it made enough of an impression, that when David and I notice we are in matching outfits, I say "Oh look, we're Tim and Beth". There is just something about a couple in matching outfits that seems a little creepy to me.
