My sweaters usually end up mis-buttoned anyway, so I’ve just started doing it deliberately. I guess it would be the equivalent of falling down flat on your face, on purpose, on a first date. Then you’ve got all of the embarrassing stuff out of the way; it’s all uphill from there, my friends. I really believe in putting your worst face forward for all first impressions so that people are pleasantly surprised later.
“Why, look at that — she’s literate!”
“Well waddayaknow, she brushed her teeth today!”
“Good golly, she’s been in the room a full twenty minutes and hasn’t thrown anything at anyone!”