My wife has been a work in progress since we met. I could care less what you women and sex haters say, but the women who are the best in bed are going to be a little bit more maintenance... unless you just like compliant zombie women who you just indenture to pop out and raise kids and make your sandwiches. Those usually make the worst lovers. You have to keep taking their pulse during sex.
But anyway, I brought my wife into the hobby, first by listening to Brian on the Pipesmagazine radioshow early on, so that she knows the vocabulary. Then I had her come with me to the Briary to pick out a tobacco that she could approve. She picked that nasty ass Stanwell Melange aromatic. I smoked a few bowls, and tossed the crap into the garbage. But, then I would fill the tin with whatever I wanted to smoke. Then when she would say something about the smell, I would just point to the tin that she picked out. "It has you stamp of approval."
It's called Gaslighting, and it works, but it requires diligence. Stick to your story, and play your cards close to your chest.
She eventually got to where she would give each aroma a more thoughtful response. She developed an appreciation for Virginias, but will tolerate other blends. Now, she doesn't say anything... except I still can't smoke cigars in the house. But, she will now smoke a cigar with me a warm nights.
It just requires training, like when you train a cat. Don't expect results to happen over night. Stick with it. Rewards work way better than punishments.
Also, while aromatics may smell good from fresh smoke while the pipe is lit. Aromatics smell the absolute worst after it has settled in a room a bit. Most aromatics take on a manure smell. So, if you are saving your aromatics as an "in your house" crowd pleaser, that is sure as hell going to backfire on you. Just train her to like what you like.
Patience...
