Bow Tie o’ the Day and Shirt o’ the Day exploded into eye-warping clash, and glasses Cufflinks o’ the Day helped me take in the smash-up. My sorta psychedelic style makes it easier for Suzanne to find me in store aisles when I wander away like I’m a toddler. We were shopping at AT HOME, and thirty minutes ago, I snuck out and drove home. When she texts me for my whereabouts in the store, I’ll drive back and sneak inside. She’ll never know I was gone.