Anything she hadn't chosen herself. None of my clothes were really to my taste until I was around 17, when I was allowed to choose some with her
Me too. Only certain shops too, m&s, house of fraser, “classic” stuff. I didn’t set foot in top shop until I was late teens. I even remember having to ask for m&s bikini pants rather than big belly warmers- she actually asked my friend if “that’s what girls wear these days”.
I was the teen with on the knee straight skirts, nice blouses, and a sensible low heel. Proper old lady jeans as a nod to “fashion”.
Left home at 18 and found nirvana in student fashion where I could wear black, black and more black, with band t-shirts, and not worry about wearing what my mother thought classy and what my peer group thought cool.
My mother hated it, obviously. All my christmas presents were nice handbags, neutral everyday make up pallettes...clothes i could wear if we went somewhere “nice”.
Grew out if the goth phase a bit but have never been confident in my clothes choices so generally wear jeans and a t-shirt. She hates that too and thinks i should make more of an effort.
Quite often she’ll do it to my kids too and try and make them get changed if she doesn’t think an outfit is smart enough. As toddlers they came up with some glorious mismatches that horrified her. They are now teens and very confident in choosing their own clothes as they’ve been able to experiment without criticism.