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| - My 18 year-old son, Freddy, was born under the sign of the ram. I don't know what that means either but he is by far the most stubborn procrastinator in the household. I have broken a blood vessel or two screaming at him to get his driver's license, get his university applications in, take the crusty sheets off his bed to wash once and for all, et cetera. HIS PROM IS 5 DAYS AWAY AND HE STILL HASN'T GOTTEN A SUIT! This is a father's job for sure but the Ram Boy hasn't made any effort to make a shopping date with his dad on the weekend so I had to do it. I have zero interest in men's suits, even Don Draper doesn't appeal to me (although the real-life Hammaconda does). The only thing I know about men's suits are that I know when one is ugly.
Freddy is tall and lean like his cousin who wears Gucci suits and custom shirts in "gay size" ie. skin tight. He lent him a Topman tuxedo jacket which looks dapper like Draper except he can't lift his arms more than 45 degrees. This is problematic in case they need to be scaling fences during the drunky-time after hours. However we did decide the "slim fit" suit is the answer for Freddy's slightly lanky physique.
I spent the morning googling "where to buy a suit in Toronto" and got the blogTO list which of course had Tom's Place. I scrolled through all the comments from that site along with this one and got a mixed bag of "smells like sardines" and "pushy salespeople" along with great bargains, etc. IMO, it's worth the funky fish odour if you can get a suit for $250. So we made out way on Monday afternoon.
I packed a flask and some charcuterie because I honestly didn't know how this would play out, it could take the whole afternoon. I could quite possibly die of boredom.
We arrived and were greeted by a dude so ancient, he looked like he spent time with the original rat pack, smoking cigars and drinking whiskey while tap-dancing. But he did look sharp in his suit AND he cut right to the chase. We didn't want to pay more than $400, he pulled out a 38R jacket for $299 to try just for size and it fit perfectly. Freddy tried the pants on and that was that. The salesman suggested we have them hemmed at our local dry cleaner for convenience-sake.
The whole transaction, from walking in to walking out, took less than 10 minutes and they gave us the whole suit for $200. Who could complain about that? Not Ram Boy. I didn't even get to crack the flask open, I couldn't help but thinking it would have been kind of cool if they had a lounge area for women so we could enjoy our salami platters just in case we wanted to make a day of it. Good times.
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