To plume up my will in double knavery

Since I discovered that I can afford it (Thanks, Frenchy's), I've been wearing suits to work. Because this started just a week or two before I started watching Doctor Who, many have thought I was wearing bow ties because of the 11th Doctor. This was enhanced because the Doctor started wearing a waistcoat and pocket watch just after I did and it was close enough timingwise to fool most.

Solution found: I now have an Ascot. Top that, Peter Capaldi.

My ascot and my martinis go together like whipped cream and breasts.