As much as I sometimes think what did he do to his hair, or what is he wearing, I remember what my three boys sometimes look like. When they lived home I would look at them and make a comment about what they had on. Sometimes they would change but not always. Two of them really had an excuse because they are color blind but the youngest is not. They would sometimes leave the house on a Sat. morning to see some friends and look really rough. Not shaved, hair messed up, clothes wriggled. I sometimes think boys(men) just do not care.