Went to monthly festival thing. Wore bow tie and slicked my hair back (it looked epic, even if the heat eventually sort of wilted it).

Got approached by two flappers with flyers for an upcoming musical production of The Great Gatsby. The bow tie had definitely drawn them, as one told me, “*You* have *got* to come to Gatsby!”

And I will be. Because I am not passing up a chance at dappering up for something.