Imagine your F/O hyping you up to wear that one outfit that you’ve been a little too self conscious to wear. The one you bought on a whim but could never find a reason or a special occasion for. They can't keep their hands off of you.
Your F/O who stares at you via the mirror, watching you get ready. Drinking in every detail as they dish out compliment after compliment. "You look stellar...marvelous...vibrant." Not giving your mind any chance to torment you with self conscious rambles.
They don't care what you look like or wear as long as you're happy. But they will be damned if they dare let such a show stunner go to waste.