2-Minute Multiplier: Tuxedo
A hummingbird in a tuxedo keeps landing on my feeder. Black head. Black bottom. White collar in between. Very classy guy albeit a tad anxious and territorial.
Tuxedos go with classy like caviar goes with canapés. My COVID Zoom attire goes with comfy like grilled cheese goes with tomato soup.
Tuxedos typically marry up with weddings and formals and black tie affairs. I wore one – with tails – the day I said “I do.” My son wears one to his formal business soires. No tails for him.
They say clothes make the man. No doubt what you wear says something about you.
Surgeons wear surgical garb. Firemen wear firefighting garb. Maî·tre d’s wear, well, tuxedos.
One shopper I steered clear of yesterday wore a colorful expletive t-shirt that said multiple things about her. ‘Child-friendly’ not being one of them.
We want people to not see clothing and skin color. Impossible. We are visual beings. To ignore what we see with our eyes does a number in our heads.
Better to redo our hearts so that what we see doesn’t affect who we love. Or how we love. Or when we love.
David said it this way: Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. (Psalm 51.1)
Clothing may make a man. But it’s the heart that loves the man.
T-shirt or tuxedo. Grilled cheese or caviar. Love the man.