YOUR boobs were too small?

Um...wow.

I have never had anyone try to change my clothes.

Pete will give me his opinion of things (go on, look shocked. I know you want to.), and will tell me what he thinks flatters my figure best, but he's never tried to tell me I needed to wear completely different things.

(Except for the mismatched stockings look. He HATES that, and makes a squinchy face whenever I indulge in that particular bit of whimsy.)

I don't wear shoes with arch support. I do minimalist footwear entirely now (mostly Terra Plana Vivo Barefoot),

BTW, the CEO of that company was the cute English guy in my Honors Philosophy class who said about rugby, "Oh, you've GOT to try it, it's a whole different culture," inspiring me to check out a practice. With typical British understatement, if you asked him what his father did, he'd say, "He's a shoemaker." (Last name Clark, as in Clarks). Not that you care. It just amuses me to see him an international CEO with a hot niche consumer item, having known him in the rugby context.

The SO has never complained about my appearance although it has fluctuated wildly while we`ve been together, preppy, femme hippie, androgynous minimalist, punked out all black, butch hiker, etc. He does encourage stuff he likes (he thanks all y`all for the nail polish thing--I think it`s hilarious he notices my nails) but doesn`t bitch if I`m slumming it. I think the butchest periods were toughest on him; he didn`t love being mistaken for two guys out together all the time, and he got a little flinchy when I was getting a goodly amount of lesbian attention.
 
But hey, he has a yellow-green mohawk and he got hit on by drunken women in their fifties at a cowboy bar, so I think I have some operating room here. We were teasing him pretty good about how I can`t take him anywhere without him ending up with a date, church, bars. Hee.

With typical British understatement, if you asked him what his father did, he'd say, "He's a shoemaker." (Last name Clark, as in Clarks).

Tell him I love his shoes. Though I wish more of them came in wide widths.

I don't mind suggestions--not down with nagging or the implication that I have to dress a certain way. I am happy to make and get suggestions about my looks from friends and lovers. I would never tell anyone I was close to that they HAD to dress a certain way--except that I have told the DH that he is never going to be allowed to grow a beard like Billy Gibbons in ZZ Top, no matter how much he begs. [link] Not gonna happen, my friend.

Okay, I did nag a guy into growing back his beard, but we really looked like a pair of teenaged boys dating, and it felt creepy, given we were both past 21. It aligned with my tastes, but it was self-preservation too.

Perhaps uncoincidentally, my mother made my father grow his beard back the one time he shaved it. He's always looked young(er than her), but without it? He dropped another ten years. No dice, señor. We also pushed him into band collar shirts (man, my mother really liked those), but it took external validation to convince him that guys of his station really dressed that way.

Ooh, that reminds me that a guy shaved his mustache for me once! Not because I asked him to, but he knew I didn't like it. Of course, then his face looked weird without it...

Tell him I love his shoes. Though I wish more of them came in wide widths.

Terra Planas or Clarks? The former are his, the latter his dad's.

Clarks. So, you know, tell his dad. Who I'm sure you're in touch with.