On the pet peeve ranking scale of 1 to 10, this one rates, oh, maybe a three. (Other pet peeves, like Crocs and Ed Hardy clothing, rank so off-the-chart high that they won't be included in this compilation.)
My married friends here -- we'll call them Jada and Will, because each is kind of a big deal here in town, hence the Photoshop -- have lived together so long that they've started picking out the same outfits. I understand this. It happens. You liked each other enough to get married, so obviously you're into the other's style.
But the thing is, the night I took this picture, I'm pretty sure Jada and Will had arrived together. It's one thing to show up separately and have a cute, makes-single-people-barf moment where you're like, "Awwww, it's like we share a brain!" But when you come down the stairs and meet at the front door ready to go out and you're both wearing camel-colored jacket/sweater things over white blouses, seriously? Flip a coin. Loser has to go upstairs and change.