Oh, the horror. The injustice. The pain.
All my old suits don't fit anymore.
That simple tan jacket I wore to anything formal. The one that went well with both jeans and dress pants? Entirely too large. You could fit two of me in there.
The vintage style grey jacket that I wore with everything from t-shirts to thermals? The one I wore to keep me warm and to look halfway decent? Gigantic. I'm swimming in it.
My old light grey suit that's been too small for years? The pinstripes I wore to a few too many funerals? All too big. The only one that's got a shot at fitting is the green pinstripes...and I think that's a little too funny for a serious party and a couple of wakes.
So I'm going to go suit shopping. Nothing fancy. Nothing that needs tailoring. Straight off the rack and I'll be happy with it. Just something to wear with my blue shirt tonight.
Something that works with a white shirt and maybe jeans tomorrow and Saturday.
Just something neat.
Something neat that fits.
My damn suits are too big for me.
That's a first.
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