Let me tell you all something. If I were in a dress shop trying on something and some “Frum ” man was staring at me good enough to figure out what I was trying on was too tight, and then he comes over to me to help me out by giving me kosher mussar….
Oh whoa..you dont even want to know what I’d do. Dont even go there! First I’d turn white pale, then red, then white then wish the floor would open to eat me up like Korach, then I would glare at him with hate and curses, having been made ashamed by someone who had no place to do that, then I would try not to tell him off with every good statment I could think of. I would be really upset in short!