Then the day came where I put something on, thinking that I was wearing something totally awesome, and he "kindly" (not so kindly) suggested I not wear it like that... and after much hesitation, I obey. So, all is well, until we leave. I then start to doubt my decision, but it's too late, and no turning back. Oh well, I can blame him. It so happens I get many compliments that day. hmm. Strange how that worked out, eh?
I guess he may know a little.