A bit of background here - I have lost a LOT of weight. Not a humble brag, but I have lost more than my current bodyweight, in fact. This is relevant to part of this conversation, because sometimes I think I'm married to Mr Magoo.
I was putting away my laundry, and my DH noticed that all of my clothes were black, white, grey and green. (Genius - I capsuled the lot about two years ago. I love it - it works for me). He asked what had happened to my "colourful" dress. I had to do a major think about it, and realised that the thing he was talking about was from my fat days, and pointed out that it had gone in a charity bin, as it would have been like a parachute on me, and asked why he wanted to know. He said that my wardrobe needed a "Pop" of colour. I am nearly 47 years old, I work, study full-time, do most of the kid-wrangling, house-keeping, shopping, cooking, vet-trips, etc..... Doesn't leave much time for glamorous events, does it? For some reason his unsolicited opinions on my clothing are really pissing me off. (Possibly because he thinks I dress for him, maybe?). Of course I am ignoring him - and maybe contemplating branching out and buying beige just to annoy him. I don't comment on his wardrobe!!!
Why am I so cross about this???