Twinned Outfits
Posted: Fri 15 August, 2014 Filed under: Domestic, People, Thoughts, Weirdness 3 Comments »As regular readers know, I’m really not great at relationships. The whole concept of being with one person for decades leaves me cold – let alone the way some people seem to become almost symbiotic – perhaps even parasitic – beings, who can’t be separated, can’t be apart at all.
The ones that disturb me the most are the ones who also wear the same type of outfits, or at least the clothing colourschemes. I’ve seen quite a few over the recent weeks, some in my village and some around where I work.
I don’t know why it creeps me out as much as it does – although it also does so when parents make their children (and particularly twins) wear the same outfits. But I do, it does, whatever.
I suspect it’s to do with what I see as the giving up of identity, the willingness to give up things I see as most valuable.
All very weird, but such is life, I suppose. Horses for courses, and all the piss.
Does both wearing blue most of the time count? We don’t have the same garments, but we do have similar colours.
I’ll tell you why it happens – most men (particulalry as they get older) hate clothes shopping and, when allowed out alone, buy unsuitable garments (fit, colour etc etc), so, eventually, their female partners get their clothes for them (and remember the high proportion of men who are colour blind). So that they co-ordinate – or at least don’t clash, most women dress their men in colours similar to those they’d buy themselves.
Round here there are a lot of wommen whose husbands work in the City and go out at 6am and return home at 9pm, so, if they are ever to see their kids, their wives have to make all the clothes-buying decisions/purchases. They might earn pots of money, but they have zero quality of life.
I think it’s rather cute. If I see a room full of older couples, but not standing together, I can usually work out who is with who, just by looking at their clothes.
Also, I suspect that couples who stay together long-term are likely to have been more similar to start with, or to be more willing to compromise/adapt than those whose relationships are shorter term.
It is scary when you know you didn’t say something out loud, but your long-term partner starts laughing, having thought you had said it. I’m not sure if it’s my Witchy Powers or just that we’ve been together for 22 years nearly (and, having no kids to distract us, probably have had a lot more time together than most), but the number of times we think the same thing at the same time is incredible.
But, we really are still very different, and we do have different takes on things.
And we do have different modus operandii – I’d say, “Stop, you’re a fucking idiot, don’t do it like that!” whereas Mr BW would say, “Let’s just stop and think for a minute… I wonder if we can think of a different way of doing that to get round x problem?”… and, we belong to different groups, so we rarely go out socially together.