The Most Perfect Fit

Back in the Eighties, which was probably way before I was born, it was absolutely necessary for all the most stylish people to only wear certain brands of jeans. If you showed up at school with jeans that did not say Lee, or Calvin, or Brittania, then you were outcast to the group that shopped wrong. The problem with many of these brands, however, was that most stylish clothes are modeled by women who have never eaten a cheeseburger in ten years and top out at about 92 pounds.

Now I did know several girls that topped out at 92 pounds, and they wore the stylish brands very well. And then some of them didn’t. They were so very skinny that the jeans were just saggy and baggy and didn’t fit. And then I had another friend that was absolutely beautiful, but very curvy. She loved Gloria Vanderbilt jeans and would rush to the store every payday to buy a new pair of those perfect jeans. Lucky for her they were one of the preferred brands on that teenage list, but most of all she loved them because they were the perfect fit. And that made her even more beautiful.

When I was about 8 years old, which was probably somewhere back around ten or twelve years ago, I would dream of having the perfect wedding dress. Of course, at age eight my dream of the perfect dress was this fur trimmed, diamond glistening dress with a 30 foot train that caused all the wedding guests to gasp at its beauty as I walked by. When I actually did shop for my wedding dress, I searched all places and prices. Being an only child, I knew my mother would be willing to pay whatever price for my perfect dress.

After trying on beautiful dress after beautiful dress, and having sketch after sketch of special orders offered to me, I stopped in one small store in Bossier and glanced through the ones hanging on the rack. And there I found it. Right off the rack, less than a quarter of the price of my next favorite one. And I thought it was the most beautiful dress I had seen, and it made me the most beautiful bride I could be. It was the perfect fit.

So now my son is choosing a college. And he happens to have a very, very big brain. And happens to be quite athletic, too. So we get letter after letter from school after school offering him wonderful things and wonderful places to go. Gathering up all these wonderful offers, we began to tour those that seemed best.

We toured a school of extremely big brained young people. They all walked around with special made hats for their extremely large heads. And they showed us inventions they had invented and new planets they had discovered. The professors had extra snazzy suits and wore extra shiny glasses to aid in teaching these extra smart kids. But my son just didn’t feel comfortable in a place where he would need that extra large hat.

So then we went to another school that offered all kinds of sports. The swimming pool was extra long and wide. The workout room would computer program your muscles. The athletes were extra tall and their faces glowed with the very best health. The football team threw extra long passes and the basketballs had that much more bounce. But with so many people teaming around this giant place, my son just didn’t feel like he was anything more than just another one of the extra strong guys. And the price of vitamins would have been far too much.

So we toured one more school before giving up on the rest. This one was just the right size, not too big or too small. This one was not very far away, so it wouldn’t take too much gas. The athletes were strong, but still friendly, their teachers glasses not too thick. And it was right here in Louisiana, had been right here all the time. It had mosquitoes and alligators, but had no bears or sharks.

And it proved just once again, although some people may rate things high, while others rate them low, that whether too big or too small, too pricey or too cheap, the most important thing of all is look very close at everything. Because hiding right on that rack, or right in your back yard, is the very thing that may be the most wonderful of all, and that very best and most perfect fit.