Well, much to my disappointment, after consultation with my girlfriend (who insists that the colour of her dress is wine, and not dark red, as it is “a dark maroon without the purple” ), I will wear my MacLaren. Here's how it went:

One look at the Buchanan, and she said nothing, but her mom looked at me like I was insane (well, I get that from Mrs. W a lot, but this one was stronger than usual).

One look at the Clergy/Clarke, and she said something along the lines of “Absolutely not.” Her mom looked at me more worriedly than usual.

One look at the saffron, and she said, “No.” Her mom nodded approvingly.

After much time holding up the MacLaren to the dress, looking at it in the light, and asking her mom, she said, “Do you have anything else?” After replying in the negative, she said, “Well, I guess the red in this one matches with the red in the dress.”

And so, I shall wear the MacLaren.

The things I do for love!