There it is… all alone in a Jim Crow fashion show. Let me be clear… there is no intergarment hatred going on here, only a universally accepted arrangement between vests — and cummerbunds — and standard suit attire to never live as one on my person. It’s far from my best look… like Pluto far… not to be narcissistic… but I don’t need to erect additional lady obstacles for myself. I’m set.
But I do feel guilty. Look. It can’t even turn and face Tie, or Dress Shirt 1 and 2. F$ck it. I’m going to “Abe it up!”… free the vest… and unify my entire wardrobe for the good of a 1920’s theme party. So it won’t be my best look… either was Miss Vatican City 2005.
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Are you going as a gangsta?
nope. next guess?
I can’t guess, because I know! Have you worked it all out yet?