I just paid a deposit on a $1900.00 tailor-made suit/tux.

To be fair, that price includes two shirts. And I’m assuming the fabric is made of the tiny chin hairs of near-extinct goats of some remote African village.

More on this later. Assuming I don’t go hang myself in shame.

Edit: Hey, I just realized. Is this how I’d feel if I had to buy a wedding dress? I mean, how many times does someone actually use a wedding gown? Once? Twice? That’s a grand (or two) straight down the drain, eh?

Later Edit: I can’t believe I just imagined myself buying a wedding gown. Shit.