For one thing, when you're wearing gloves, nobody can tell that you're married.
This may not seem too bad, but consider: I went to the Sav-On Foods this evening, and it felt like I'd walked into a singles bar. I don't think I've been checked out that many times in five minutes since ... I don't know when.
It doesn't help that my winter coat and hat were picked out by my wife. So there I am, looking like I know how to dress myself. The hat covers up the fact that I haven't had a haircut since the baby was born. Basically, the winter clothes make me look a lot better than I normally would.
Even the checkout clerk checked me out... and by that time, I had taken my gloves off, so the ring was visible.
Sheesh.
(The Sav-On on 78th avenue, Sunday nights, in case this is useful information for someone.)