I don’t usually wear the sweater vest you see in this picture. I probably pull it out now twice a year. I used to wear it a lot, though, when I was in college and dated a girl who considered herself a “Talbott’s girl.” That should have been my first sign the relationship wasn’t going to work and eventually cause me a lot of pain. Despite the pain, though, she taught me much about dressing nice. We went clothes shopping once and she picked this sweater vest out for me. I would never have picked it for myself, but I tried it on anyway. She was right–it looked good on me.
My wife does the same thing for me. We’ll go shopping together, and she’ll pick out a shirt for me to try on that I would have never selected for myself. But most of the time the shirts she picks are the ones we buy. That’s why I’m also wearing a sage green shirt–that’s all Anne Marie.
I graduated from college about fifteen years ago. That means the sweater vest is about sixteen years old. I really should retire it.