Wibby, to a stranger standing in front of the department-store mirror: I love it! Buy it quick.
Stranger, turning to the left and right, considering her reflection: You really think so? What about the shoes?
Wibby: Well, now, you didn’t do too good with the shoes.
Stranger: But the skirt is alright?
Wibby: Turn all the way around and and let me see your butt.
Stranger, twirling: So?
Wibby: No doubt about it – the skirt is perfect.
Stranger: But not the shoes.
Wibby. Honey, they’re the right color, but that is all in the world I can say for those ugly shoes.