At a recent black tie event at the University Club in DC (my kind of place -- ballin'....), I had to wear a tuxedo. Keep in mind, before this year, I owned zero tuxedos, in fact, I had never even worn one. But as fate often gives you mysterious gifts, I was hand-me-downed two different tuxedos. As it turns out, the expensive tuxedo was the one that fit me: SCORE!
Apparently, finding different ways to talk about respective tuxedos isn't that cool of a thing to do at a black tie event. My excitement was almost unbearable. At first, I started with some easy ones, just fishing, so I could throw it right back -- "What kind of tux is that? Looks nice." "Oh, it's Jos. A. Bank." Psshhhhhh (that's the sound of me spitting the last sip of my drink on his pants).
As I recover, calm and collected, "Mine's from Brooks Bros," as I open my jacket. I look down once, back at his face, then once more, and close the masterpiece slowly.
I proceeded to tell at least 15 different people (including wait staff) in various ways about the brand of my tux. I went so far as store my phone on the inside pocket and pretend that it was getting a call, then, pretend my phone was stuck to gain valuable label time for the off chance someone noticed its branding.
I obviously shop there loads....
classy. I would expect no less though :)
ReplyDeleteI don't see anything low hanging about this. If you wore a polyester suit purchased at goodwill for halloween to a function at a client that would be low hanging. Oh wait I've done that. Dry cleaning sucks.
ReplyDeleteThe low hanging part is my attitude and actions while wearing a very expensive tuxedo. Instead of acting classy, I was flaunting it. That's the low hanging fruit.
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