I had one of those mom assignments todayâ€”to go out and find white gloves for my son. Â Not for prom, but to complete his Cogsworth the Clock costume for his HS production of Beauty and the Beast. Â I had been told I could find men’s white gloves at the local tuxedo shops, so today I stopped by the most convenient one on the way to the post office.
They didn’t have white gloves. Â Neither would the other tux shop in town, they assured me, because “no one wears gloves anymore. ”
Humpf. Â I didn’t believe them, but they were clearly not going to help, so I walked out and went down the block and across the street to the local community college in search of a phone book. I spotted an Information sign in the lobby and headed over to ask for the yellow pages.Â
“What are you looking for?” the Information woman asked as I paged through the book. I told her, and within moments had every woman within earshot confirming that yes, men do still wear white gloves and offering ideas for where to find such gloves: Â a wedding shop, said one. AÂ QuinceaÃ±eraÂ shop, said another. And then they started giving me directions to all the various wedding andÂ QuinceaÃ±eraÂ shops in the area. (For those who don’t know, Â QuinceaÃ±eraÂ is the religious and social celebration of a young woman’s 15th birthday in Latin American cultures. Â Kind of like an Hispanic bat mitzvah.)
I didn’t need a phone book, I needed women! Women know this stuff and are willing to share what they know (the same principle, btw, that makes theÂ Romance Writers of AmericaÂ so successfully inclusive.)
I ended up with a pair of simple gloves I picked up at the pharmacy–the kind you wear to bed with sloppy cream on your hands–for $3.09. Â I stopped there to ask for directions to one of the shops when I couldn’t spot it. And there hung white gloves.
It turned out the other tux shop does carry men’s gloves, for about $9â€”and they snorted at the idea that “no one wears gloves any more.”Â Guess which store my son went to to rent his prom tux?
Tomorrow, I have to go buy a handlebar mustache. Wish me luck.
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