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How do I look in this ?

"How do I look in this dress?" This is one such question every husband fear about. So this post is for all husbands including mine. 
Wives show new outfit/dress to their husbands and ask this very basic question. For husbands it's no less than deciding whether Indian should give Kashmir or not, complex and hard to be true. But I feel, not every-time wives want to know if that moment they are looking good or not. They might be anticipating more than the usual reply "looking good". Here are some of the thoughts which can change your answers as a husband when next time your wife asks this question "How do I look in this"?
1. Dear husband, do you notice my efforts everyday: If your wife is asking how she is looking in any outfit, she wants you to notice how much efforts she is putting in looking attractive. Who can be the best person to assure her that she is looking good and looks good always? Only you. She needs little appreciation and positive commenting. So next time, when she wears even years old outfit/saaree/dress, ask "Is that a new dress dear?" and see the magic.
2. Dear husband, do you love me irrespective of my looks: Some time wives, who are mothers also, need validation that they look good even with extra kilos and stretch marks. Especially when husbands are on same weight numbers since last many years. And only husbands can reassure their wives that they look even more beautiful by complimenting them often and showing affection freely.
3. Dear husband, I need a little attention from you: If a wife asks how she looks, she's not just looking for a compliment. She might be giving a hint that she needs a bit more of love and attention from her husband. You can give her attention in the ways she likes most, which might include a gift, a special note, a date or anything which she admires.
4. Dear husband, I want to know if I look attractive, an honest answer: The most excellent way to answer the question, "How do I look?" is by giving a true compliment to your wife. But with some sugar coating. Even if you don't like her in that specific outfit, append a compliment line with that true reply. You can try saying "I like the color" or "You always look beautiful, forget the dress" or "today wear what I'm suggesting". Women like to feel attractive all the time and it's their basic nature. So if it's not in your nature to give compliments regularly, please start practicing now.
So husbands don't be scared the next time your wife asks how she looks. She needs a little compliment but lots of love from you. Outfit is only a way of asking "How much you love me?". And you must answer this, if not in words then with gestures and facial expression. One honest piece of advice, please don't ever say “Not good" or "Bad" or "Worst". You might be hurting her unintentionally. 
It's my anniversary tomorrow and I'm dedicating this blog to my dear husband. We are completing 4 years of our married life and he's the best wedding gift (Keemti Saman) my parents gave me :)
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