Sartorial adventures

The first thing Edith did to kickstart this whole wedding process was to buy a dress. Now with about 4 weeks to go, most of her obligations are complete (she says she has finished shopping, as of this morning), and most of my list remains to be done. So, yesterday was reserved for my wedding outfit shopping.

Together with my better judgment (also known as Adam and Seth), I took the afternoon off of work and headed into Cambridge, still trying to nail down my preferences on the car ride there. I initially thought I would just buy a new, fancy suit, something classy but slightly unusual, like Adam's linen suit that he wore to his wedding. But after further consideration, I wasn't sure I liked that idea. If Edith gets to wear a fancy dress to distinguish herself as the bride, I should wear something that marks me as her date. I thought about wearing a "HELLO my name is GROOM" tag with my suit, but since our first stop was Keezers, I started trying on tuxedoes, and decided this was the way to go. A suit is just... a suit. A tuxedo says "I just spent money to borrow someone's clothes for a special occasion." Except that I didn't do that, I actually purchased a new one -- the "finest quality tuxedo in the store", according to the owner. And it is nice, an Italian design with three buttons. I also purchased a vest and bow tie that should coordinate nicely with the bride's outfit (or so I hear).

Keezer's was a great place to shop. There have been some remarks from the peanut gallery about how "all the Harvard kids go there to get their cheap tuxes". There is a wide variety of pre-worn merchandise there, but they also have a large new tuxedo section. I couldn't find any item of clothing in the store that wasn't reasonably priced, and you know that I am cheap frugal. The owner was helpful with his suggestions, but also gave us time and space in order to try all the different combinations that we wanted to try. My better judgement says I looked good, and I bought a whole outfit (except shoes) for less than a sport jacket in a high-end department store.

Above, Adam and Seth confer about my choice of outfits.