My mum was always disparaging about the boyfriends I brought home as a teenager, and although I wasnt impressed at the time.. looking back now, she certainly had a point...
One bf was the same height as me, (I am 5ft), had hair like Tina Turner in her Mad Max phase, more make up than me, spandex trousers, pixie boots, and a very high pitched voice.. her face was a picture as he walked through the door.. my Dad actually walked out of the room laughing... and laughed even more when he saw the Robin Reliant parked on the drive... 
The first time I took my (now) DH home to meet her, I didnt give her any warning, and she was rendered speechless again.. (I was 32, he was 38) and he had a pierced eyebrow, spikey hair, (although not quite Tina Turner style this time) and a very deep cockney accent - Mum lived in Lancashire and London was a far away place in her world!
She did however like him, and they had a fab relationship, and I think he cried as much as I did when she died.