Step 1: I admit that I am powerless over styles and colours.
Step 2: I have come to believe that a fashion sense more powerful than mine will restore me to social acceptance.
Step 3: Made a decision to give up on ever understanding what goes with what and why.
Step 4: Made a searching and fearless inventory of my closet and my underwear drawer.
Step 5: Admitted to myself and my wardrobe consultant that I am hopeless at picking my own ties.
Step 6: Was entirely ready to allow a wardrobe consultant free reign in fixing my appalling lack of taste.
Step 7: Humbly asked a wardrobe consultant to give me a clue.
Step 8: Made a list of what ties go with what shirts and made sure not to wear the wrong ones.
Step 9: Made direct admissions of having worn uncomplimentary shades of green, even if it would make people think less of me.
Step 10: Continued to ask other people for a clue about clothing.
Step 11: Sought through regular purchases to maintain contact with a wardrobe consultant.
Step 12: Tried to have fun with it, even in the face of relentless teasing.
Yeah, so it's only 12 steps
Dennis
