I have to agree. I had a dress once, my mother called it my 'lurid lurex', as it was purple, a long shimmering columnar floor-length, split to the thigh.
My boyfriend asked to try it on. Heels as well, although his feet were way too big so his feet hung off the back of my strappy sandals. Then he wanted makeup. Then I started to worry (despite knowing nothing of such things at the time) and decided I didn't like playing that game. I made him take it all off. He was very disappointed, and I ended it shortly afterwards!