@olivier5 My best friend in HS was really into fashion and make up and stuff. She liked “sexy.” I was much more reserved. She was forever making me over. Sat me down once in the bathroom and plucked my eyebrows for the first time. I’m going, “This shit hurts! Why would anyone do this?!”
When we were going to the club, I’d do my hair and make up, carefully pick out what I wanted to wear, and meet her at her house. More than once she, and her sister, would take one look at me and drag me off to the bedroom and redesign my outfit, using clothes from their closet. Here is the result of one of their fashion make overs (I’m on the left, the tall one.) I vetoed several shirts as being too revealing before I agreed to the one I have on.
We were at a party once. Suddenly she came up to me and unbuttoned the top button of my shirt and said, “You look so stuffy! Loosen up!” I didn’t have it buttoned to my throat, probably 3 buttons down, but I was loath to show any skin too close to my cleavage. I got enough unwanted attention for my boobs as it was.
I heard that saying about the buttons when I was in my early 20’s, and I immediately thought of everything I shared above.
I didn’t know it in high school, but as we matured, and parted ways, but still getting together now and than, over the last 40 years, I eventually realized that she is not the sharpest tool in the shed.
I know this is a personal experience and means nothing, but there is that.