I never wore what my mother thought was best for me and never have done this with my wife. I prefer to think for myself. You need to decide if harmony is more important than you choice of clothes. In the overall scheme of things it is a trivial matter.
It reminds me of the very old story of two celibate monks walking down the road and spotting a woman in difficulty getting across a stream. One of the monks carries her across on his back and then returns to his companion who is seething as they continue down the road. He asks the monk what is the matter and the monk says that he had no business carrying the woman across the stream. The monk responds that he put the woman down long ago but that his companion is still carrying the woman.