I am a child of the 50s. I went through my teen years in the 60s. You probably don’t remember the 60s, either because you weren’t there… or you were.
Through my teenage years I wore jeans and t-shirts. I was casual.
OK, I was sloppy, I’ll admit it.
Even as I grew older and entered the workforce, I was still clothing challenged. I owned nothing that needed to be pressed – or if I did, it wasn’t pressed.
In 1980 I went into television, hosting PM Magazine/Buffalo. I needed to update my wardrobe and be more conscious of my hair. At that point in my life I didn’t own a suit. I owned one sports coat – camel colored with patches on the sleeves at the elbow. I thought I was so hip.
Flash forward 25 years. I’m on TV every day. I wear a suit every day. I wear shirts with tabbed collars and French cuffs. I guess it’s appropriate for my life now, as the t-shirts and jeans were earlier.
This is really a non-story, except for something that has started to happen. For some reason my shirts are shrinking at the cuff. I will admit to going up and down in weight, but we’re not talking about the fit of the shirt… just the snugness of the cuff.
Does one ever gain weight in the wrist?
Today, Helaine and I struggled for better than 10 minutes trying to get cuff links on. Finally, we squeezed the left one on… but couldn’t get the right one. I went upstairs and actually held a few pairs of cuff links¹ next to each other, trying to find one a few fractions of an inch larger.
When I went to take the first one off so I could try to use the second pair, it wouldn’t come off!
Like I said, I understand this is ridiculous. What I can’t understand is why shirts would suddenly shrink… or my wrists put on weight… or whatever’s happening.
Cue the Twilight Zone music.
¹- Since I wear cuff links every day, I have a number of pairs. Among my favorites (all gifts from Helaine) are New York City Subway tokens, miniature thermometers, printed circuit boards and two Scrabble tiles – G & F.