Girlfriend: Your wardrobe needs updating. (I love you but you look like shit.) Me: No it doesn't. (Yes it does, but I have no idea what to do.) Girlfriend:

Girlfriend: Your wardrobe needs updating. (I love you but you look like shit.) Me: No it doesn't. (Yes it does, but I have no idea what to do.) Girlfriend: There are some great sales at the mall. (I'll appeal to his sense of financial responsibility.) Me: I'm too busy right now. (I really am busy and I hate going to the mall.) Girlfriend: You would look so much better in a palette more suited to you. It seems such a waste to not take advantage of your dark eyes and olive complexion. (I'll appeal to his vanity.) Me: Wait, what? Dark eyes? Olive complexion? (She may be on to something.) Girlfriend: Everyone thought you looked so cute in that shirt I got you last month. And the haircut, too. All my girlfriends thought you were so hot. (This works on ALL men...) Me: No they didn't. (Hmmm...her girlfriends think I'm hot? Whoa.) Girlfriend: And you can't go to that party in the same jeans and t-shirt again. Every picture of you on Facebook is in the same outfit. Potential investors might think you're a flake. (Threaten his start-up; threaten his baby.) Me: OK, OK. (Good point, I keep hashing to the same frame.) Girlfriend: I'll get dressed. You get the car. We can stop for a couple of drinks to celebrate on the way home. I'll probably love how you look. (Moving in for the kill...) Me: This is so superficial, but you win. (Thank you, thank you, thank you.) There are still some experiences that just can't be duplicated on-line.