Why People Shouldn't Be Wearing Plaid At A Family Wedding
The Early Days Of What Not To Wear
Does this photo really need any commentary? Do I really need to point out that it was the fashion crime of the century and there was no Clinton or Stacy from TV's What Not To Wear to rescue me? I was 9 years old and completely oblivious that I was dressed in a Don Cherry suit jacket with Craig Sager pants. The only thing missing were plaid shoes. And to top it off, either the tailor was on vacation or my arms grew exponentially overnight.
For years I held my mom responsible for dressing me up in this mismatched plaid masterpiece but as the years have gone by I have come to realize that my entire family was complicit. Look at the photo, how could they have let me leave the house? Sure, the bride to be would be upstaged and possibly back out of the wedding however, there was a question to be answered. Would the wedding photographer actually believe this wasn't an episode of Candid Camera? This was the chance of a lifetime to create a family heirloom of comedic value that would last for generations and they weren't going to be denied!
The bride accepted the quirkiness of our family and followed through with her wedding vows through "sickness and in health and in fashion faux pas till death do us part." She married my brother that day and they have remained married ever since. I can't help wonder if during the rocky patches, which all marriages experience, that my brother and his wife pulled out the old wedding album and had themselves a healing laugh. Well, that's the way I want to remember it.