Vegeta's in this awkward position now where he's not sure whether or not to be offended or thankful that Cliff has graciously let him know that he does not act like a woman. So the picture painted now was half and half- he gets a little red first, but follows up in an exasperated tone, "Well thank goodness for that." And now he doesn't have to try to hide it anymore, at least.

"Perhaps you're the one who should be the woman, picking out something like this." He'll self-consciously pull down the skirt a little. It feels so awkward.