When I wore this outfit out and about on Saturday, I heard a fellow patron in my local coffee shop call me Ringo Starr to his friend. Rather than be offended, I was impressed (that takes balls). Just to be clear, I wasn't totally oblivious about my outfit; I had asked Eric about an hour earlier if I looked like I was in Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band--and apparently I did. I'm sure my Jesus sandals didn't help my case any, either.