Requiring a suit for a funeral, size 38-regular and hopefully modern, I wrestled my way through the revolving doors of my local fashionable boutique and toured the designer racks in search of something appropriate.
One well-cut example caught my eye immediately, but unfortunately the acronym "DKNY" was printed down both the right jacket sleeve and left trouser leg in large, bold, white letters. Another was embossed with grinning skulls and another featured scarlet leatherette lapels. There were suits suitable for gypsies and pirates, suits that Liberace would have thought too vulgar, space suits sans helmets, suits with short pants, and suits for stage productions of Guys and Dolls, but nothing sober.
I don't want to pay my last respects looking like the banjo player in an old-time jug band, so I guess I must give up on any suit stitched together in the twenty-first century, and a beat a retreat to time-worn Mr Henri's Gentleman's Outfitters, the bay-rum scented inside-leg emporium of yore.
One well-cut example caught my eye immediately, but unfortunately the acronym "DKNY" was printed down both the right jacket sleeve and left trouser leg in large, bold, white letters. Another was embossed with grinning skulls and another featured scarlet leatherette lapels. There were suits suitable for gypsies and pirates, suits that Liberace would have thought too vulgar, space suits sans helmets, suits with short pants, and suits for stage productions of Guys and Dolls, but nothing sober.
I don't want to pay my last respects looking like the banjo player in an old-time jug band, so I guess I must give up on any suit stitched together in the twenty-first century, and a beat a retreat to time-worn Mr Henri's Gentleman's Outfitters, the bay-rum scented inside-leg emporium of yore.
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