It fit me badly, as all green jackets with gigantic shoulder pads are legally required to do. Despite her smile, my wife, pictured next to me in the photo, hated that jacket. We are now divorced.
Things were okay until I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t like what I saw. So I took off that green jacket with the gigantic shoulder pads and left it where I found it in the gutter. Then I was ready to have a personality again.
At some point you are going to wear something stupid, but you won’t know it until years later when you see a picture of yourself and realize that there was a time when you had bad taste, no judgment, and a high opinion of a green jacket with gigantic shoulder pads.
