Sharp dressed man

A few weeks ago, I started a new job, and I quickly realized I had a serious wardrobe problem. The few articles of clothing I still owned that were office-worthy were in a sorry state of repair. My shirts were pill-balled, my pants were becoming crotchless, my socks were threadbare, and my shoes were more scuff than polish. The items I could still wear were years old. It was time for some new clothes. Continue reading “Sharp dressed man”