My parents came to visit last month and during their stay they witnessed Mr X attempting to cook bacon without splattering grease all over himself. I eventually forced Mr X to wear my frilly girly apron to prevent him from ruining yet another shirt. My wonderful parents then sent Mr X this much more heterosexually-male-appropriate apron for his birthday. Camouflage. It even has a pouch in the bottom left hand corner that holds a cold beer. Or root beer. Or barbecue sauce. Thanks Mom and Dad!
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Very manly! The legs are a bit on the white side.
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