How do other guys feel about going into women's clothes shops?
I spent ages with Her Ladyship in the Per Una section of Marks & Spencers today. I was quite happy to bumble about behind her and even managed to achieve some nonchalance while I was waiting for her to try stuff on in the changing rooms. Trouble is, I often espy clothes that I think she could look good in while she's in the changing rooms, so then I start poking about on the racks, which does sometimes get me some rather strange looks. I've managed to avoid the knicker and bra section so far.
So I just wondered how other fellas coped with this. I also wondered how other gals coped with trailing a man behind them while out shopping.
Englishman.