“If you like,” she said, handing him the jacket… tunic.. whatever!
It’s an unusual garment, Luke noted as he prepared to pull it on. The sleeves looked a little short and one side seems bigger than the other and after humping it onto his shoulders… “Oh I see, it’s one of those umm… err… side fastening things,” he said as he began to fasten the seven or eight big buttons that run down the left front side if his torso.
“Asymmetric, I think is the word you’re looking for.” the concierge patronizingly responded.