I like that, Anala. I'm a commoner, so when I have to challenge another man I bow up at him and flex to make myself look as big as possible. I give him my best Dragon Ball Z face, and say something like, "You think you're bad, punk? You want some of this? Come on!" <sigh> It works every time. Men are so stupid. They either start apologizing or make idle threats to save face. Either way I have no fear, as I would certainly be victorious if any such contest were to move beyond the hypothetical. And there are certainly guys out there who can defeat me, but they know it and have no need to play such ridiculous games, so I am safe.Now, getting back to sleeves (ahem), I have used the term "throwing down a sparkly gauntlet" to describe challenging issues in the dance.
Throwing down a sparkly gauntlet is so much more.....civilized.