The life of a tailor can be difficult, at times. There are those long nights where you sit under a dim lamp stitching things, and you jab yourself with the needle repeatedly. I think my left thumb has become a pincushion! I’m sure if I drink a glass of water, it will all spring forth from the end of my thumb, like it was spilling from the spout of a watering can. It’s too bad I have a black thumb, or I’d keep plants in my shop.
Keeping plants alive is just not possible, with one exception. For twenty years, I owned a Split Leaf Rhodedendron named “Stupid”. I called it that because for twenty years it only had one leaf, and that leaf never split. It finally died of shame one day.
But I digest. . .
There is a lot on my plate at the moment. Before I traveled to far off lands to Sound Smith at the Illustrious Society Club, I had several suits to finish.
They are now available in my New Babbage Shoppe.
They are a bit more elaborately colored than your typical Victorian fare, but a little color is good for the soul. Here’s an example:
At the moment I have four different colors/designs available. There are four more in the works, but they’re a surprise for now. All include a spectacular chain and jewelled belt, and finely tailored and lined jacket. Currently available in Midnight, Teal/Black, Jewel-toned blue and black, and a special Christmas “Noel” version. Yes, I realize it isn’t even Halloween yet, but you know retail shops. . .
We all jump the gun a bit on the holidays.