that one outfit

do you have one outfit that your boyfriend just can't get behind? (rrroaw)

for me it's a sweater-y dress that i wear with, *gasp* leggings. chuck calls them "spandex." every time i wear it he's like, "really? wearing spandex? i don't like that outfit."*

and then i get all huffy. and i'm all like, "what? why are you saying that? why do you only say something doesn't look good and you never say when things look good?"

"i tell you when you look good."

"oh really, then why do i remember the last time you said i looked good? and it was like a month ago. that is the only moment that i have to cherish until i die. and am buried in the one outfit that you spontaneously said, 'you look nice.' not hot or beautiful... just 'nice.' why do you do this to me? i am wearing the spandex, i mean leggings!"

and then i change five minutes later before we go. and then chuck says i look fabulous and hot and sexy while giving me several kisses. sneaky, because then i can't sit in angry silence for two hours.

and i'll have you know, lest you think i just look hideous in that outfit, when i wear it i get several compliments from friends, family and random single male people** who think i'm hotness. hot. ness.

he says he doesn't like it because it's too eighties. well, it's not. and everyone is wearing them and i look cute. besides, he loooooves the eighties. "just not the clothes," he explains. neon? ok. leggings? c'mon. it's not as if i'm wearing a miniskirt and leggings. the leggings are not the central part of the outfit! they just go under for warmth and the ability to sit cross legged on the couch if the gathering turns comfortable and hangout-y.

*he might not use the word outfit. (stars around gasp are just for emphasis).

** in fact, i was walking the dogs while wearing the dress and an assumed single, definitely male gentleman gave me the "nod." you know, the nod? yes, yes you do.