So after getting home, my parents informed us that for the first time in over a decade, we’re going to have a family portrait taken. Of course, it didn’t occur to them to tell me and my brother this before we’d packed. All we brought down were hoodies, t-shirts, and jeans. “No problem,” says my dad. He’s got plenty of clothes that should fit us.
Shiny yellow twill oxford a couple sizes too big? Check. Heavily pleated gray wool pants also too big? Check. Abstract red and gold tie? Check. This is going to be awesome. Addendum: They gave my brother a shiny red shirt with a yellow tie. This is going to be seriously awesome.
