For one thing, it requires too
much moving round.
A fat man cannot wear the clothes he would like to wear. As a race
fat men are fond of bright and cheerful colors; but no fat man can
indulge his innocent desires in this direction without grieving his
family and friends and exciting the derisive laughter of the
unthinking. If he puts on a fancy-flowered vest, they'll say he
looks like a Hanging Garden of Babylon. And yet he has a figure
just made for showing off a fancy-flowered vest to best effect.
He may favor something in light checks for his spring suit; but
if he ventures abroad in a checked suit, ribald strangers will look
at him meaningly and remark to one another that the center of
population appears to be shifting again. It has been my
observation that fat men are instinctively drawn to short tan
overcoats for the early fall. But a fat man in a short tan
overcoat, strolling up the avenue of a sunny afternoon, will be
constantly overhearing persons behind him wondering why they didn't
wait until night to move the bank vault.
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