Wedding Blog

With less than five weeks to go, we finally made it to our local tux superstore to check out the goods. Alas, we were saddened to learn that while they carry wrinkly shirts and mini sampler ties, they do not carry actual tuxedos.

Oh, just stop. Now let’s get serious. At least, that’s what I said to Mr. Lovebug as he donned a one-button, a two-button, and various combinations of accessories to help me through my men’s formalwear crash course. But, as I explained to him, I needed something more to help me decide.I needed to see his Shakespearean monologue pose.

Yes! Perfect! I said. Hold that for five minutes. (He did.)

Hmmm, I said. I’m still not sure. I need to see your pre-game, tie-tying sturgeon face.

Excellent! This is really helping, I assured him.

Just one last thing. Can you leaf through that catalog nonchalantly? You know, as if it’s the guest book at our wedding, and you’re looking to see what my ex-boyfriend wrote?

Beautiful. Ok, I’m thinking a one-button tux jacket over a white dress shirt, no pleats, regular collar, french cuffs, solid silver tie, no cummerbund, no vest, flat-front tux pants with black leather high top Chuck Taylors. Phew! Glad we got that figured out.

Actually, the highlight of the day was when Mr. Lovebug asked for a “mock shirt” or something that he could try on the first jacket with. Without thinking, the salesguy brought him a mock turtleneck:

Now that’s what I would call a fashion-forward groom.