White linen suit—Sarah made me try on my wedding suit again. I was a string bean back then, and I didn't think I'd be able to get in it at all, but I just made it. A bit snug, as in like I would need to think carefully about my underwear choices, but hey. And the black shirt really takes it to a heat-of-the-rhythm-of-the-night Crockett-and-Tubbs kind of place. I just needed a pair of espadrilles and some maracas to complete the look.