Are men big time procrastinators? it’s always-and only- two days before Christmas that they come in LGS for a little tentative shopping; they always look as if they’ve been given THE ULTIMATUM! It’s the cutest thing to see them look into feminine territory to retrieve THE gift that will keep them from disgrace/fights/arguments/breakup/ and into the favors of the cherished one (ones?). They seem to have left their testosterone armor at the door as they wander, totally unsure, around the furs, the sequins, and the pink tufted sofas…priceless! I wish I could take their picture at that particular moment and make a book of “men shopping before xmas”.