Dear FayWhat?! & Guy in Bed, I recently moved from Riviera Beach to Fort Lauderdale and finally met a great guy. He’s sweet, he’s handsome, he has a good job… but Fay, this man takes FOREVER to get ready. I’m talking shower, hair, outfit changes, skincare routine, cologne decisions, accessory decisions — by the time he’s ready to go out, I’m ready to go to bed.
Last weekend, we missed our dinner reservation because he couldn’t decide between two white shirts. Two. White. Shirts. I thought I was dating a man, not a contestant on Project Runway. Do I say something, or is this just the price of dating a pretty man? — Waiting in Wilton
