A couple of weeks ago my husband was in a wedding with a group of guys that have been best friends since childhood. Prior to the Big Day we were told by the beautiful bride-to-be that all of the groomsmen could wear their own suits as long as they were grey. Same for the shoes, in either brown or black. The wedding was a three day affair and about 2 hours away, so coming up with his own attire made our pocketbooks all the merrier. We got this!
About 3 weeks before the wedding, we hit up a rummage sale. We arrived towards the end of the sale and the place was pretty well picked over. But, then himself found the suits, pulled out two grey numbers within the wedding palette and tried the coat of the one we liked best. It fit perfectly and $5 later it was riding home with us in the car.
Then my groomsman estated himself a pair of never-been-worn 1960’s (ish) Jarman dress shoes in his size and in brown. Okay, they were a bit narrow, but aesthetics and cost first, people. Ten bucks.
All the gents looked great in their variations of grey and my man looked like he spent a pretty penny on his threads.
We had a blast of a weekend, escaped some of the heat at the beach and did it all on a dime…win-win. And I’m pretty sure I was the only one at the beach unsunning.