So after the haircut, I needed a new suit because the last time I wore anything close to a suit, the pants were a rush job that my wife (at the time) ran out and got me and the rest was my dad's. It was for my dad's viewing and I am just glad that he lost the weight that he did, or things would have looked funny. (I know, how dare I talk that way, but I know dad would).
A funny thing about that, I was looking for something to wear to my dad's viewing and I went into his closet, found a great suit, tried on the jacket and thought that it was a left over from his fat time cause it hung on me like a bed sheet. I talked to my sis about it and it turns out that it actually belonged to my brudder in law. I didn't say anything to him about trying on his jacket, but snickered when I saw him wear it.
Anyway, I got a suit, black because it goes with anything, and surprised by the size. I have always thought of myself as a certain size when it come to clothes, but I can actually wear things other than XL. So I have a black suit, with a gray shirt and one of the "jerry garcia" ties, a classic that has been around forever, to wear. I am ready to break some hearts....as long as they don't look at my hair.
I have the grey going on. Now, I have colored it before and though it did cover it, I thought it looked weird. I used to have facial hair, more grey than anything else, and my slash of grey on top made me look a lot older, but not no more. I still have the slash of grey, distinction, but I don't know how to style it. (is it weird that a guy is thinking this stuff?) So, tomorrow is going to be fun....no really it is.
Oh, trust me, I have scenarios going through my head that involve me being so cool that the women just fall over me, but I am allowed to dream, right?
I'm just glad to get out among those that know the 80s and such.
eh
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