A bit out of sequence, but here is what yours truly wore for Christmas Dinner mid-afternoon on Christmas Eve before we cleared the table, loaded the dishwaher, stowed the leftovers in the refigerator, and headed to church for the 5:30pm Christmas Eve service. My goose was not quite cooked, sartorially speaking, but I did commit the cardinal sin of mixing two plaids. Given the low lighting in the church and the waning daylight outside, I hope no one noticed.
The shirt was one of my pink OCBDs though the color does not show up that well in the photograph. I paired a Black Watch necktie (wool) with it. The wool trousers (Bill's Khakis), while not a specific tartan as far as I know, feature a pleasing combination of dark red, dark green, and (I believe) navy. These make several appearances during December and early January each year. Solid forest green wool dress socks peek out at the bottom.
On a more amusing (?) note, I caught a bad case of the giggles in the middle of the first hymn as the congregation belted out the carol in unison. The choir member leading us, who was somewhere overhead where the choir and organist are stationed, faltered at a key point in the first verse as we sang. The Grand Duchess stumbled next, verbally speaking, but recovered. Not ol' stupid (me). I too stumbled and began laughing. I know, I know. You can't take me anywhere!
Fortunately, we sang all of the verses, because it took that long to regain my composure after having to stop several times. I was afraid I might have to leave the room to get control of myself, but fortunately it didn't come to that, though I had tears in my eyes by the time I pulled myself together. Jeeze Louise! As I mentioned in a previous post just a few days ago, we don't get out much in Michigan.
That said, Merry Christmas Week everyone!
-- Heinz-Ulrich
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