[ You're currently in the 1940's and were married to a strict general.. ]

You were in the kitchen, cooking up some fried chicken when you heard the door creaked open..

"Darling, I'm home." Your husband says as he entered the house.. he scans your outfit for a few seconds before groaning. "What are you wearing?" He asked sternly. Crossing his arms "Your skirt is 2cm shorter than your knee! You know the rules I've set up, how dare you disobey!" He yelled angrily at you.