Um. Okay, Conner. I’m – I’m going to try my very hardest to be objecti

Um. Okay, Conner. I’m – I’m going to try my very hardest to be objective here. Really, I just, I can’t let this slide. I can’t, honey. Listen. The 90s were a bad time for all of us. Mistakes were made. Liefeld is a dirty word in this house, believe me, but – oh, God, you know how the eighties threw up on Booster Gold? Well. The hair, can we just – Superboy, honey. You have such lovely hair, what did you do to the sides. I appreciate pushing boundaries but…listen, did you get some gum caught in it? Did Tim have to cut it out? Is that what happened? If that’s what happened, you can tell me. Nobody will laugh at you. You don’t have to pretend it’s on purpose; I can get you a hat or something. But that’s not even our worst problem. Sweetie, look at the silhouette you’ve created. That bulky leather jacket and those gloves and that hair with nothing but leggings underneath? It’s too much. Very top-heavy. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I was raised by Batman, I appreciate leather. And sentiment, God knows. But with the skin-tight primary color spandex? Really? Darling, this is less hardcore and more like somebody rolled you around in a thrift store until something stuck to you. Pick one. Look at those belts. Do you need that many belts? Doesn’t that jacket have enough pockets? What are they even for? You need to learn to edit yourself. Just travel down this road with me. Homemade faux-hawk, dirty red mechanic gloves, big leather jacket, belts, spandex crotch. One of these things is not like the others. I just, I feel like I should apologize to you on behalf of the entire decade for what it did to you. This is…just…wrong. On a very basic level. I like the glasses though. Nice touch. Bit impractical, but that’s fashion. -- source link

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