Last night I learned, to my chagrin, that none of the tuxedo rental establishments in this area are open in the evening. This is not a total disaster; after all, my young men have no school on Thursday, so they can go tux-shopping then. However, I'll be in Atlanta for a conference Thursday through Sunday, so they'll have to shop without me. This is also not a disaster, although it certainly has potential to go that way, especially when you consider that last night I had to explain to the young men the answers to the following essential questions:
1. What, exactly, is the difference between a suit and a tuxedo and why does anyone care?
2. What is a cummerbund and why do I need one?
3. Who cares what kind of tux I rent? It's just a dance.
Somehow these questions never came up when I was dressing a daughter for prom; my role was simply to make sure there was plenty of film in the camera. This morning it occurred to me that I haven't discussed with the young men the important topic of corsages: does your date prefer a pinned corsage or a wrist corsage? What color? Any floral allergies? I can see their eyes rolling already.