…by which I mean, he shops, and I offer my opinions about things he might buy. The Mouse is much more fashionable than I, and also, not as cheap about clothes. When I am a rich person, I will hire him to be my personal shopper. I will look like a million bucks then: 10 pounds thinner, ever much more elegant. In the meantime, I subsist on Prince Street earrings and Old Navy t-shirts from 5 years ago. I do enjoy our conversations, though.
Mouse: Chinos? Who the hell wears chinos?
Me: I hate the word chinos. It sounds like a pejorative word for a Mexican person.
Mouse: It does sound a bit racist.
That’s at least as interesting as talking about hems.
3 thoughts on “Sometimes, the Mouse and I Shop Online…”
Stick with courduroy, it has way better etymology.
I had the exact same conversation this weekend. Turns out, Chino is a term for an ethnicity … I have no idea if it’s a slur or not … but according to Wikipedia, Chino in Spanish refers to a “certain race combination” (left unidentified for reasons I can only assume are nefarious) and a term for Chinese people.
Love the blog.
Chinos are the only pants I will wear since Spearchuckers went out of style.
— Michael Richards