Yesterday I wore a turtleneck shirt to work. It was a new shirt my wife had bought for me. I've never been a turtleneck kind of guy - I think the last one I had was a sweater when I was 12 or so. It was a bit odd - half the time I felt like Mort from the Bazooka Joe comics, the rest of the time I thought I needed a tweed jacket with elbox patches and a pipe. Well, my wife liked how it looked on me, so that settles that.