Kellyn has developed a pure unadulterated hatred for my hair being in  a pony-tail. It has become a huge source of anxiety. The first thing he says every morning is, "don't put your hair in a pony tail.". If I happen to put my hair up (bad hair day) she will literally throw herself on the floor, hit me and tell me to take my hair out. If I don't follow her order she will give me the silent treatment. Yet, she thinks it is completely acceptable to wear this outfit (shoes) in public. I'm baffled.