Billy Mays’s funeral was held over the weekend, and his pallbearers all wore what Mays called his “dress blues” — the trademark khaki pants paired with a denim button-down shirt . And I don’t ordinarily call funerals “adorable,” but c’mon, this picture is pushing the same buttons as a puppy licking a baby duck.
However, I can’t say I’m pleased with the lack of uniformity in shades of color here. All different kinds of blues in those shirts. And the khakis! You’ve got everything from stone to tan to beige to oatmeal to sand to ecru. Yeah, that’s right, I broke out “ecru.” I got more colors than a J. Crew catalogue.
And finally, Guy on the Left: dude, you gotta roll your sleeves up. It’s like you didn’t even know Billy.
I want more like this!
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