For Your Sartorial Consideration

Since moving to the Tallahassee, Florida, area Studly Doright and I have had very little need for cold weather wear. I’ll dig my jacket out of the guest room closet every now and then, and both of us have hoodies we wear on cooler days, but for the most part we can just wear long sleeved shirts and jeans and be perfectly comfortable.

But we’ve had a cold front move into our neck of the woods just in time for Studly’s company Christmas party, and he wanted a new sweater for the event. Our search for the right garment took us to Beall’s department store. In Studly’s mind there’s no other place to shop for his clothing, and he can usually find something that suits him fairly quickly. Emphasis on quickly.

At this stage in our marriage I don’t even try to offer my advice. He’s going to buy whatever plain blue or red or green sweater he sees first, so I went looking for fun stuff. I didn’t have to look very far:

When Studly came to the checkout counter I led him over to these festive suits. “You could wear one of these to the party,” I told him.

“And you could wear that,” he said, pointing to this rack:

I told him I was game, but he backed out, so he’ll be wearing his plain red sweater tomorrow night. Bah. Humbug.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

15 thoughts on “For Your Sartorial Consideration”

  1. As the punchline in the old Yiddish joke always goes, “It’s a look.” But not one that I necessarily would want. 🙂 We finally gave up on finding my wife a traditional woman’s raincoat at every store between here and Jacksonville. She ordered one online from Macy’s last night! – Marty

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      1. Exactly. Even the shop employees suggested second-hand stores, which kind of made me laugh. I told her she’s a relic from the past. No one wears those anymore except old ladies. That got me a turned away face the rest of the day. 🙂

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  2. The best Christmas sweater I ever saw was worn by a young man going to a party. Mini Baby Bel cheeses were pinned all over it. He was going as ‘Baby cheeses’. You have to say it right to get the joke. If you have those little wrapped cheeses over there, perhaps you could do the same for Studly.

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