My wife's more or less in the 'don't ask don't tell' corner these days. A while ago my 17yo daughter wanted a short showy black dress to wear to a 'do' and nothing quite did the trick. With her out of the room, I nervously cleared my throat and said 'I have something that might suit'. My reward was a hard stare. However, lo and behold out my daughter went - in the dress.
My daughter has no idea where this dress came from of course. A few days later I noted the dress had returned to its place on the hanger in my wardrobe. This weekend, my daughter wore the dress again - my wife saying nothing to me beforehand.
It looks good on my daughter (better than it does on me obviously) but it does give me a weird feeling seeing her in one of my dresses!