A taste of what it's like for us in every dressing room we've ever been inside...

While most of the world went back to work, my company decided to extend the New Year's celebration and gave us today off.

Sweet.

The part of Full Time Mommy will be played by...me. For one day.

Not bad.

Pumpkin and I did a whole lot of playing, eating, cooking, grocery shopping, laundry, ironing, dusting and she even took a couple of naps. I did not. Because there was all that other stuff that needed to be done.

While ironing, I was watching a day time talk show where they featured some personal shopping service for men. You login, enter a slew of personal information including shoe size (so we know women aren't playing this game) and a shopper in your area will contact you. They send you a bunch of clothes to try on and then via webcam comment on your appearance.

No lie.

Best part is the guy's making the shopping decisions are all about turning the world entirely "metro" one dude at a time. You know, the whole "Athletic" cut is just not for everyone. Or for most really.

So the poor schmuck who's fiance turned him in for this makeover actually said at one point, "This is making me feel pretty bad about myself".

Excellent. That's pretty much what all women everywhere, no matter their size or age, thinks after a day of looking for the perfect pair of jeans/little black dress/swimsuit/bra/boots/workout gear.

Welcome to our world.

But the best part, THE BEST PART, was the shopper who literally said, "Well, you have on boxers. I usually encourage my clients to go without underwear. You lose an entire size that way."

There's only one word for that...

Ewwwwwww........

I rewound the TV to see if I heard him correctly. Because trust me, men do not need to be sportin' winter white jeans without some form of under garment.

That is just all kinds of gross.

Both men in winter white jeans AND men going without underwear.

The metro guy went on to give us ten items that should be in every man's wardrobe. They included a gray wool blazer, a V-neck black sweater, khaki cords, brown work boots (not kidding) and a canvas belt.

Apart from the fact that the whole white canvas belt thing makes me think of every stunningly gorgeous rich frat guy in college who wouldn't give me the time of day, I'm down with the rest of it.

He also mentioned some sweater that reminded me a little too much of Paddington Bear's coat. That I'm not down with. Unless it's for my daughter. Then it would be totally awesome.

Minus the talk show, it was an uneventful, blissful, quiet day. Except for the fabulous "glutenation" I'm fighting tonight. Had to be the cheese from the stuffed peppers I made for dinner. Why cheese? Why?