One of my best friends got married last weekend, and I was the best man. I've got a perfectly fitted Attolini tux in my closet but I had to match the other guys Â So ya'll can imagine A Harris the clothes snob in a rented tux - stiff worsted wool that had been dry cleaned to death, overly wide and squared shoulders, three-button with a notch lapel, satin facing covering only half of the lapel, pants with a plastic ratchet mechanism to adjust the waist, the world's wimpiest wing collar, and plastic shoes that looked like a 70's take on something from 18th century France. The worst offender was a PRE-TIED navy long tie with a matching vest. I had to put on a ski-mask afterwards and rob the photographer. It wouldn't do to have those pictures floating around Â Anyone else got a rented tux horror story to share??