The only thing better than standing on this NYC corner discussing whether they should try the look-better-than-they-taste roasted peanuts, is doing it in ridiculously similar outfits. Maybe there’s some truth to that starting to look like your spouse theory. But if these were our parents, we’d insist on asking the Burlington Coat Factory clerk for different color coats. After all, who wants their mom to look like their dad (unless they were born in Louisiana).

(courtesy of Alla who never wants to look like her future husband when she travels)