On its face it looked like a normal outfit- a smart black polo, tucked neatly into an equally black pair of “Chaps” pants. But that was while he was sitting down, his outfit obscured by a well-placed table top.

Suddenly, he stood up to corral a beverage from the bar and his fashion sin became overtly obvious.

One so heinous, so egregious, a sin to outweigh all other combined it cannot be overlooked. And that sin is wearing a brown belt with black shoes. There is nothing on earth that looks more dorky, even wearing an “Alf” shirt. How old are you, sir? Old enough to know better.