Friday, August 5, 2011
So Long: A Eulogy For My First Suit
Although I had been seemingly robbed of an ultimately forgettable memory as a child, the time finally came at the glorious age of 16 to invest in a proper gentleman's uniform. So, as if to rectify my childhood deprivation of the aforementioned "little delight," I found myself fully trusting in the somewhat capable hands of a Men's Department tailor at JCPenney to outfit me with what was to be my most stylish statement for the next half-decade. In hindsight, I know now that you should never trust a man who perpetually quotes lines such as "You'll grow into it." and "Yes, the cuff of your jacket should lightly graze your fingertips when standing straight." As my style knowledge grew over the coming years, I became increasingly disturbed by these "rules:"
Yet, despite the perhaps initial misguided tailoring, I developed a fondness for my first suit much like you gentleman out there can understand a nostalgic bond with your first car. Sure, it may have been a smoking. primer-covered deathtrap, but you never seem to fully appreciate it until it's gone--driven off to the junk yard as your trade-in for your family minivan--an exchange for something of greater value obviously, but lacking in the power of reminiscence. In much the same way, today I parted with my first suit. We had an incredible run together, and as you can see from the picture from my good friends, Jess and Pat's wedding (above) I'll never forget my first in a lifetime of suits.
How did I part with my suit you ask? Well, a few days ago, my good friend James told me about a nationwide event put on by Men's Warehouse called The MW National Suit Drive. This in an exceptional campaign that seeks to help unemployed gentleman get back on their feet by providing them with a full suit with which to hit the job market. You can read some of the success stories here. Confronted with the decision of freeing my first suit from the confines of my closet (having not been worn for many a year) to the promise of a new life making a difference, I gave in and drove my suit to the nearest Men's Warehouse this morning. (It also helped that for a donation they give you a 50% coupon off anything in the store. But let's keep that between us since I told my suit this was a very hard decision for me)
And so, here's to my first suit. May his next life be filled with fun, happiness, and memories--as I will take ours and hold them in my heart for all eternity. Cheers!