Sartorial elegance is not one of my strong points. I’d wear jeans every day to work if it were allowed. I mean, I don’t have to impress anyone. So I wear jeans on “Casual Friday” and khaki trousers the rest of the week.
Saturday I was in my closet and I saw my suit hanging there. “I wonder if this fits?” though I. I tried on the jacket, and it did (although it was a little loose). I decided to wear it today, just for kicks. It’s a dark charcoal-grey number. I put on a nice darkish-blue Italian-made shirt and a tie my sister gave me as a Christmas present a couple of years ago. I looked smashing! (Especially with my new buzz-cut.) I did have to walk over to the mall to buy a new belt because I’ve lost some weight and my belt had run out of holes.
“Do you have a job interview?” “Are you giving a presentation at the meeting?” “Are you going to a wedding/funeral today?” “Did you wear a suit for voting in the election?” “That’s a nice suit!” (“Thanks. My father was buried in it.”)
At the end of the day I finally admitted it. I just wore it to get a reaction.
I can relate to that so well. I own one suit, a fine, fine double-breasted grey job that I got for a reception a few years ago. Had a nice black Italian shirt, and a deep red tie (borrowed). I was the shit! Otherwise, khakis, jeans, polo shirts, and t-shirts are my “uniform”. I have had the good fortune of working for firms whose dress code is that relaxed. I haven’t tied a tie in so long, it usually takes me several tries before I get it right. I own ONE tie of my own … a nice charcoal grey. Funny thing, I actually LIKE to wear my suit. I never thought I’d say that. And, yep, I will, on occasion, drag it out and wear it just for the reaction. It’s great, ain’t it?
Heh. I’m single! Who’d take the photo? I have four pics of me on the web. One was when I was in makeup for a film I worked on (hint: I was hacked to death in the title sequence), one is when I was slating a scene on the same film and the set was in a very hot room in New Orleans in the summer, one is of me with rather shaggy hair and the helicopter I was flying that day, and one is of me in a helicopter I was landing (you can’t tell it’s me). Oh yeah, two more: I’m holding my then-new nephew and biting his head.
Alas, no suit pics.
Yup. It’s fun. There is one guy in the office who is always “dressed to a ‘T’”. Ironically, I was better-dressed than he today!
**Johnny L. A. ** Sorry to hear you were laid off. Being laid on would have been much better. (Just think if I were there I could stroke your back, hold you close, let you lay you head on my bosom and if that still didn’t make you feel better I could always bake you a cake for after the lovin’).
Speaking of cakes, I made myself birthday cakes the last two years.
This is my first attempt. I didn’t have cake pans, so I used a frying pan. Also, I must’ve missed the part where it said you had to let the cakes cool before putting the frosting on. It tasted good, though!
I own ONE tie of my own … a nice charcoal grey. Funny thing, I actually LIKE to wear my suit. I never thought I’d say that. And, yep, I will, on occasion, drag it out and wear it just for the reaction. It’s great, ain’t it?
Tell me. Inquiring minds wanna know.
