I bought new black work pants and two new white shirts, last night - replacing the staples first. I've got good style, I have an eye for colour. I used to be one of the most stylishly dressed guys in the office. I was once. I seem to have stopped caring lately, not sure why. Decided it was pointless? My work clothes are all now tatty and crap.
I decided to smarten up my act. Every thing must be replaced. I found a really cool copper coloured, herringbone shirt, but it needed cufflinks. Stupid things. Too trissy for me.
I tried to buy a new suit tonight, but no good sales assistant would come near me in Myers... so I left with nothing. Ah well. I was willing to spend five or six hundred dollars? Do shop assistants still get commissions? I guess not.
Blue. Wool. That's what I had in mind. I've got so much black.
I only ever wear black. It's such a Melbourne thing. Melbourne is such a black city.
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