Tux aeterna

A phrase I’ve coined for when your tuxedo is getting you hot under the collar. Going to a black tie dinner on a very warm and sticky summer’s evening wasn’t the most comfortable I’ve been of late ... I have a love-hate relationship with formality at the best of times.

The Bar mitzvah boys had a great evening and when we left around 11pm they were still in full flow. You know how to party when you’re thirteen.

As you can see I took my bodyguard with me in case of paparazzi but he is trained to stay discretely in the background ...

Photo courtesy of TSM.