Here's something you don't want to hear from a salesman when you're trying on a tuxedo jacket, as I did on Friday with my mother and sister looking on:
"Are you going to lose any weight before the wedding?"
Now, I am planning to get in better shape before the wedding, but not because I need to lose a lot of weight. In fact, if I lost enough to go down an entire jacket size, L would probably set up an intervention to talk to me about my eating disorder.
We were back at Syms, this time in Peabody, Massachusetts as I was home for the weekend. It's sort of a depressing place - Syms, not Peabody - with an all-black interior and racks and racks of discount clothes stretching for hundreds of feet, aisle after aisle. One thing it's good for, though, is tuxedos.
My sister overheard another young man trying on a tux asking if pants with or without cuffs were the current style. This struck my sister as an odd concern coming from someone who was wearing a flowered polo shirt and a hat that said "Yabba Dabba Do!"
We found a nice tux - black, of course - for less than it would cost to rent one for a long weekend. My next adventure, now that I'm back in Brooklyn, is finding a good tailor to have it taken in. I guess I should wait until the end of the summer when I've lost all this extra weight.Posted by The Groom at June 14, 2004 09:57 AM