Fashion Fiasco Enthusiasts Prints

"Hello. I'm the bluebird of good taste and I seem to be lost."

"I told you leaving that clip-on tie was a mistake."

Two women wearing identical dresses head toward exchange window at department store.

"Do we have to go to the beach? I think the airline mixed up my luggage."

'Half-baked beans, low fat variety' "Who says we have no taste?"

"Honestly sometimes I'd like to pretend I don't know you!"

The Return Of The Minipants

"Eddie, what were you thinking? Either wear boots or go barefoot."

"Yes, dear. I'm pretty sure it's 'granny panties on the inside, pants on the outside.'"

The Bland Leading the Bland

"I warned you not to buy your top hat and tails from that ex magician!"

'Excuse me, would you mind...?'

F&E Designs. My reversible jacket didn't turn out very well.

"Mmm..I haven't worn this tie since the firms 1997 dinner and dance..."

"Someone's been sending me J. Crew catalogues."

Jeffrey N.: The Guy who managed to get the lead out of his pants, but they were still the wrong pants.

Fifty Gallon Head.

"Is that my skirt?!!"

"You have it backwards. When you're having an online meeting, you're supposed to look good from the waist up."

Aye, maybe I shouldn't get dressed in the dark.

"You might consider new socks as well."

"It's an important interview, so you probably shouldn't wear a necktie that contains more material than your suit."

"Take my advice—never let anybody talk you into joining the Tie-of-the-Month Club."

"What? I slept seven months."

'Bob, you're suffering from embarrassing static cling.'

"It's not a cummerbund. It's my underpants."

"Sorry, sir, but we have a strict dress code."

'I would've dressed better, but my tie was dirty.'

'We need someone who dresses as badly as you and has an ability to accept criticism...are you interested in the job, jerk?'

'What do you mean, I don't match? Everything I'm wearing is wrinkled.'

"I couldn't find my other wig."

"But Reinhardt, you have another week and a half left of your vacation.""I had to come back, chief. They laughed at my black socks on Nantucket."

Joe's Weight Gain: 'Dang it! My pants must've shrunk in the dryer. . . Ok. . . who's responsible for shrinking all of my slacks?!!'

"I know, but my mom knitted it for me."

"You don’t have to buy everything you see on Instagram."