We interrupt the wedding story because last night Dan told me in complete seriousness that he wished like he looked like this guy:
Then he turned over the Bob Serger album and said, "Oh, wait, maybe more like this guy" pointing to the long-haired mustached man in a pink leather suit and suspenders.
I shook my head in disbelief. "No," I said. "You can't."
"Nate would understand," Dan said.