Mister Penguin Tuxedo Rental & Sales

My experience with Mister Penguin, Chesterfield, was extraordinary. The manager’s greeting, the response to my need for a tux on short notice, the selection, the fitting, etc., all turned a dreaded chore into a pleasure.
These folks know that the customer is king and I was treated like royalty. Don’t even think about renting a tux anywhere but here!
BTW, if these folks can’t make you look good, you’re ugly!

I was apart of wedding recently and this tuxedo rental shop was selected because of their large selection. And it is true, they have far more options to choose from than other tuxedo warehouses.
However, I was not terribly impressed with my tuxedo. My measurements were all correct, yet somehow my vest, pants, and shirt were enormous. I had to pin my vest in the back to keep it in place to maintain a somewhat presentable appearance for the ceremony. Additionally, there was a good 3 – 4 inch RIP in my shirt. This was not simply threads coming undone at the seams from excessive wear, but full-​blown tear across my left shoulder.
Although the color of my vest was unique, it was not worth the money I spent on my torn, ill-​fitting tuxedo.

I came to Mister Penguin to get fitted for the wedding of one of my best friends.
So I am listening to the robo-​woman on my GPS with the typical mixture of disgust and gratitude and following her generally well-​timed instructions. As I am driving out of Chesterfield all I see are fields, forests, and country homes. I am heading west down SR 32 out of Chesterfield and and glaring at my GPS, «You have done it again, you computerized bitch! You have taken me to a corn field. Haven’t you?» She gives me the typical silent treatment «Oh, I’m sorry. Soybeans. A fucking soybean field.» Still nothing. In the distance I see what looks like a pole-​barn or warehouse. «No way that is it.» Then in that stoic, smart-​ass voice I hear the robo-​woman spout that line she loves so much, «You have arrived at your destination.» And, to my great surprise, she was right. It is a good thing my GPS doesn’t have a face because I’m sure she would be wearing one of those obnoxious, know-​it-​all smirks, and I would have been compelled to slap her.
Anyway, this place is in the middle of nowhere. The storefront itself is tiny but well-​kept. The rest of the building is a warehouse. This is where Mister Penguin keeps all of their shoes and tuxedos (at least for our region). If you go to a Mister Penguin anywhere else in Indiana the actual tux is coming from this place.
The staff was very friendly and courteous (Again, it’s out in the middle of nowhere. There wasn’t anyone else in the store). I got the attention I needed after being abused by my GPS. The selection of styles seems to be massive.
If you live anywhere near this place and need a tux I would highly recommend it.