Do you wear ugly clothes?

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I already posted this discussion once and it fell into the 'dead pile' so I'll try it again under a different title and with the word 'wear' spelled correctly this time. For some reason I am using the wrong spellings and I know better, I know the difference between 'where, wear and ware'. Enough about that, on with the discussion. What article of clothing do you wear that your significant other can't stand, detests, loathes, would forbid you to wear if they weren't afraid you'd knock a knot on their head? I have these butt ugly sleeveless smocks that snap up the front. They have the loudest prints you would every want to see. I also had on a moo moo one time that had such a loud print on it I almost scared the in-laws dogs half to death when I walked by him on my way to the mailbox. There he was, one second laying there snoozing away, the next he jumped up growling, barking with his hair raised. I think he thought I was some kind of shrubbery come to life. I did throw the moo moo in the trash, when you scare a dog it must be bad. I can't part with my smocks though. I get them at the Dollar General in the spring of most years, they last too. Much to my husbands disgust. Living in the south, with the summers getting hotter every year (I don't care what they say, it's getting hotter) it's pretty much all I wear around the house through the hot months, that and a pair of shorts that are two sizes too big. (got to have moving and breathing room) I have tried to explain to him that I am woman who never knows what she's going to do that until she does it. Why would I get up in the morning, dress-up, slap on make-up, ear bobs and some chains around my neck, clothes that bind me and shoes that pinch me, just to mop the floor, cut the grass, de-flea the five dogs, crawl on top of the house to blow off the leaves, use the post hole diggers to put down a few posts and so on? When I'm home, I'm usually working and it's usually something that he should have already tended to. Besides, who would I be dressing up for? The five dogs? I guess I could do that, and sit on the couch all day so they could look at me. Naw, when I'm home I need to be comfortable and ready for physical work at any moment. If we're having company or going to town I'll be happy to dress up, I'm a woman after all, I like to get spiffy too. Just because my husband, and most men I notice, can pull on a pair of denims, cinched and belted up under their gut, so much so that their eyes bulge a little when they bend over to put on their socks, doesn't mean I want to be in confining clotheds. So in my house it's the ugly smocks, kind of an on going joke. Yesterday he came in while I was finishing moving concrete blocks and bricks, he noticed I had a tear in my smock and commented on it. I told not to get excited, it was a new smock and I would be stitching up the tear.