This morning I was chatting with one of my female friends (or "girl-friends," as I like to call them), and she made a point of telling me how beautiful she thought Meli was when she met her on graduation day. I'm certainly not one to disagree with her assessment, but a fair number of my female friends have had this reaction after meeting Meli. Shortly after the initial meeting they approach me and express, usually with a palpable degree of surprise, how good-looking my wife is.
So apparently I exude some quality that leads people to assume that I have a horse-faced, bow-legged wife, and people have a tough time digesting Meli's attractiveness when this assumption is shattered. Clearly I must have done something right.