I just realized, now, 2.5 hours after it's too late, what I just did before my wife, the lovely
botgrrrl left to attend her company's awards banquet.
I, a butch among butches, gave fashion advice to a femme. Which resulted in said femme changing portions of her look.
Right before the semi-formal awards banquet.
Oh, God, what have I done?
(Note: given that it was advice on jewelry - on which I may, in fact, be considered to have some small expertise - we're probably okay. But when it hit me what I'd done, I thought it was funny as hell.)
I, a butch among butches, gave fashion advice to a femme. Which resulted in said femme changing portions of her look.
Right before the semi-formal awards banquet.
Oh, God, what have I done?
(Note: given that it was advice on jewelry - on which I may, in fact, be considered to have some small expertise - we're probably okay. But when it hit me what I'd done, I thought it was funny as hell.)

