I picked up my two new suits today. I love them. Well tailored clothing makes me feel like a better man. But they weren't kidding about slim fit. Sorry, I'm not going to publish the photo of my butt.
OK, the hair needs some work. One fashion hurdle at a time. Of course, that's the thing with style, it's an addiction that feeds on itself. That's why, just when you thought it was like any other herring-bone gray suit, I pop open the lapel to reveal:
Pow! The inside of my suit is a bright purple eyeball extravaganza. All this for $185 bucks. Pakistan is not all bad. I also got dark blue (some might say navy, but they'd be wrong, as it is not that dark). It has a similarly psychedelic lining.
Of course, the addiction refuses to be satisfied. After all, with such suits, one sort of needs something like this:
2 comments:
White socks?
Maybe it's just the lighting? OK, I tried the suit on with white socks. I didn't go outside like that. As far as you know.
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