You spend X amount of time trying to do something you think is "advanced," all the while saying "I bet [insert Poser guru] mastered this on Day One" and it is not even a computer project.

At a family dinner, you happen to mention you bought a new outfit for Vicky:  Mom is excited you finally found a girl, your sister is dubious about an outfit at such a low price, and your dad wonders whatever happened to that nice Posette from P4 - I mean, from before.