I was all set to launch into some pretty witty barbs about being a matron of honour and "I'm still a man ... honest!" ... and then ...

Originally Posted by
fire_nutz
It has been requested that I wear black dress shirt with orange tie and khaki pants.
Two words: Fug Lee.

Honestly, wearing a suit jacket won't salvage that train wreck, nor will French cuffs and a tie bar or whatever. But ... and this is a big, big BUT ... *cough*sirmixalot*cough* ... you do what the bride tells you.
So wear that crap.
Ask her if she minds you "honouring her special occasion by wearing your favourite set of cuff links" ... I assume she'll be down with it, but you have to check, and then ... enjoy the wedding.
Be there or be square. Only I can do both!
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