This morning, I was getting ready for today's Planning Commission meeting, which requires me to deviate in my dress from my usual jeans and t-shirt in favor of a suit or jacket and tie.
Having pulled a less-conservative ensemble from my closet, I
said to Barbara, I need your help: can you tell me if this tie
clashes with this shirt?
She looked me up and down, then made a face.
It does...
I said, turning back to my closet.
No,
she replied. Your tie: it's so loud...
Oh, I'm not worried about that. I just want to know if the colors
don't match.
I'm not very good at that,
she told me. Besides, when I
look at you, all I can see is TIE.
Perfect, I thought, and closed my closet door.