"You look good, " he said. "Are you going to be cool enough? Is it to warm? Or will you be warm enough? Or just right? Or is it hard to predict...?"
I blinked at him.
"Isn't that the itchy sweater?? "
At this point I burst out laughing at him.
He said, "Wow, stream of consciousness there. You look great, you're beautiful, you look adorable... "
He trailed off then laughed also. "Um. How'd I do? "