And me? Why yes, that is, a Pierre Cardin tuxedo! Thank you for noticing! (Er, it's not really. That was just the first fancy-sounding name-brand that popped into my head. Which probably just made you realize that despite living in NYC and half of my friends working in something "fashion related," my knowledge of the fashion world comes from Bret Easton Ellis novels set in the 80s).
Then, back at my parents house, my brother and his girlfriend dug up my freshman year choir portrait. What's up, 1990 in the house? How much do you love my mullet complete with undershaved sides? Ouch.