As you can see from the photo taken before this last weekend’s affair at the zoo, I didn’t even manage to have the mirror clean before snapping a quick self-portrait in my tuxedo. On the other hand, I probably could have cleaned every mirror in the house in the time it took me to tie that bow tie. I have a rental-style pre-tied bow tie that I could have chosen to save time, but wearing it feels like cheating. Would James Bond or Frank Sinatra wear a clip-on? No way. And so, in the spirit of Bondatra, patron saint of men’s formal wear, the choice was clear.
Besides, that tie turned out to be my weekend’s only do-it-yourself project.