July 13, 2010 § 2 Comments
Not even five minutes ago I was walking back to my office after lunch when a young guy who I’m sure had no idea he was about to be so harshly judged stepped in front of me. Wearing a suit that was a few sizes too big for him. Looking (from behind at least) like a little kid playing dress-up.
I was in the process of snorting under my breath at such an unfortunate clothing choice when I turned into the courtyard of my building and caught a glimpse of myself in a mirrored door. Turns out that this morning, before coffee, I thought it was a great idea to pair sailor-front pants with a horizontally-striped shirt. The two elements together make me look something like this:
I’d like to ask Mr. Small Suit, who’s lookin’ good now? Also, I would like to go home and change.