I never thought I’d see the day…
Mrs. E.’s birthday is today. She never asks for anything. Ever. Well, once. And I had to sell some stock to buy it, but we couldn’t do without Lulu, our zebra rug. This year she asked for a metal toolbox.
No. Her parents can buy her a metal toolbox. I refuse.
So, in addition to the fifth season of “Foyle’s War” and the new bedside alarm clock that will tell her the temperature, I took a deep breath and a big chance. I’d heard from a couple of you that the Brothers Brooks put out a nice shirt. Oprah, apparently mentioned the same. So nice, in fact, that they call it “The Miracle Shirt.”
“Oh, thank you,” said Mrs. E. casting a wary eye on the blue box with the Golden Fleece logo.
“It’s a couple of perfect white shirts!” I blurted out. “You need a perfect white shirt.”
A smile and a dubious look, but a I got a thank you kiss.
“It was on special — a two fer deal!”
A few minutes later Mrs. E. was rushing out the door when she left me with the comment: “I was skeptical, but those shirts are amazing … really!”
“They come in four different fits, this is the second most tailored,” I stammered.
“Oh, then I would like the slimmer cut, please.”
And with that Easy and Elegant Life hereby unreservedly recommends The Miracle Shirt by Brooks Brothers. Even for those women who hate both shopping and expensive clothing. It comes in blue, pink, striped and plain. Goes with jeans, skirts, suits, sweaters… you name it. But a perfect white shirt is where you should start.
And as long as you’re there… I hear the made-to-measure men’s clothing is nice, too… .