pretty sure every girl has been here. (and every poor, put-upon guy, too.)
me: i hate what i’m wearing. i’m having a bad self-esteem day.
beau: i’m sorry sweetie. you look fine.
me: AAAARGH i don’t want to look fine, we’re going out. i’m not supposed to just look fine.
beau: i think you look beautiful.
me: that’s the good boyfriend answer for ‘you don’t look that great but i always think you’re lovely.’
beau: [rolls eyes]
me: i don’t like this shirt. should i wear the purple one?
beau: which purple one?
me: the one i was wearing all day today.
me: does it look better than this one?
beau: i don’t know.
me: do you hate when i’m a girl?