As I was walking out of the house my fiance, Rhys looked me up and down and said, “you look like you’re going to a junior high dance circa 1985.” He followed up this ambiguous compliment (I usually take a statement like that as a “I think you look ridiculous but I’m trying not to exactly say that”) with “you look cute.” WIN for Denham! 80’s? school dance? cute? really? I take this as a huge victory because Rhys and I do not always see eye to eye in the world of woman’s fashion.