You're asking me, for my opinion?

We were going to go out for lunch. Dim Sum to be exact, I love dim sum. But while I was sitting on the couch, watch Sunday morning cartoons which still rock my socks sometimes, my mom comes in 3 different times to ask about her outfit.

The first time was alright, I told her that I liked the turquoise more than the blue. Not a hard question. The second time she asked me to color match her shirt with some pants... ugh??? (me, I'm a jeans and tank top kind of girl, no matching colors required!) I tell her "I'm not sure; I think that one looks good." (Pointing to the pair that looked like they could match her top) I seriously didn't know. I think if it was as easy for girls to be color blind as guys, I would be color blind. I can't match color for the life of me.

She came back about 10 minutes later with the top and the pants I picked and ask me which sweater she should wear, ugh???, it's like 25C outside, this morning when I went for my run, I thought it was hot, it's definitely HOT now, "you don't need a sweater". "Just in case." She tells me. I look; she's got a green one and a black one in her hands. "The black one, I guess" thinking that in my world black matches with EVERYTHING. She tries on the black one, hmm and haaas over it then takes it off and tries on the green one. Then she asks me again, "Which one looks better?" I turn away from my cartoons as I know I won't be able to enjoy any more sponge bob till I give her a good answer and I say "Try them on again." She does, but seriously, I don't know. I have no idea. They both look similar to me. "The black one" I say after some carefully consideration. "Are you sure?" She asks, like I'm lying to her or something. "I think so."

She leaves and comes back, of course with the green one on. You'd figure that she would eventually stop asking me if she knows that I have no fashion sense at all. Me in my pink tank top, blue gym shorts and white ankle socks. (Disaster. I know)

I think she's picked out her outfit, it's over right? No. >.< It's not. She now needs me to pick out a purse for her. By now, my dad and my brother have joined me on the couch waiting for the rest of them to get ready.

She comes in with two red purses, one is big and the other one is littler. She looks at me and ask, "which one do you like better?" I must of given her some sort of look because everyone just burst out laughing. I give my brother and my dad a glare, which doesn't stop their laughing. (At least someone finds humor in my torture) "The smaller one." To my horror, she hands me the smaller one and says, "You can have it." um... o.0 "I don't want it, I think the smaller one looks better that's all." She laughs and tells us that she'll be ready in 5 minutes. (whew)

And yes, dim sum did end up being awesome. :)