As someone who’s scared of disagreement, there’s one situation that poses quite the pickle for me: accompanying my friends to the changerooms as they try on clothes… and then ask me for my opinion on them.
Usually I resort to the classic, “Oooohhhh I like it!” or a personal favourite of mine that cleverly dawdles around the question being asked: “That is sooooo you.” As if no one else on this entire planet would think that skirt is nice. No one. Only you.
That’s not necessarily lying… right?
It just seems so much easier to fib if that means putting a smile on a friend’s face, rather than being honest and watching their expression collapse in seeming slow motion. Much like the face of Matty J as the love he possessed for Georgia Love was murdered on The Bachelorette (ahem.. still not over it).
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I have never understood this. If you dont want the truth why ask? Dont get me wrong i fib too. I tell my friend she looks good when her pants are in my opinion tacky. But i wont ever ask anyone how i look unless i want the truth. I can see in a mirror how i look. If im fishing for compliments or validation ill say something like: dont you think this top is awesome?