Dubious Quality

He downplayed its importance (he said it's a checkmark on the way to a doctorate), but I wouldn't let him get away with it. I'm flying to London next Thursday and staying the weekend (in accommodations on campus, which are both cheap and very cool). He admitted this week that he needed to celebrate the occasion more, since we're both terrible at celebrating ourselves.

I don't really have a suit, unless you count the one I was wearing 30 years ago (which still fits). It's far out of style (if it was ever in style) and I wanted to get something that was a bit more current.

This is how you buy a suit in Queens. 

You go on Reddit and find out everyone recommends the same guy, who has a shop behind a locked metal door in an industrial district. You drop by and step into the deepest rabbit hole ever. The showroom is very small, but the space behind it looks like it goes on forever (both back and up). C went with me because I know nothing about clothes, and she picked out something that actually fits (always a problem for me). The tailor made a few small adjustments and now it's in my closet.

Oh, and over half off the retail price everywhere else. I don't know how. As long as it doesn't unravel like as sweater before next year, I'm happy.