decorburo

just got a condo newsletter, in which they invited all interested members to join the decor committee. I hardly need to tell you that I am interested, if only to topple whatever despot has imposed so much blond wood upon the building. unfortunately to join the committee you have to talk to the super, who is a bit of a man's man. but joining the decor committee seems, how do you say, not so manly? so how am I going to get in on this without losing face? I almost broached the subject when I bumped into the super on the elevator this morning, but doing so while wearing a pink gingham shirt seemed less than ideal.