aldo-vallon - September 15, 2018
Caprice has a hell of a tailor, and I hope she knows that. Whoever it is, they deserve a generous Christmas bonus for the spectacular work they are producing. It is not like Caprice is some flat chested lady. The woman has a couple of firm avocados on her, so it isn’t like the tailor can do whatever he wants up front. He has got to form the dress around the existing landscape and not just blast through the mountains like he is laying train tracks in the 19th century.
So being able to get such a form fitting look out of a body as polymorphous as Caprice’s is quite the feat. I have a pretty hard time just wrapping packages at Christmas time, and the presents do not even move or blame you for sticking them with a pin. That is how I knew early on that I was not cut out to be a tailor or a fashion designer. Not that I ever wanted to be one, that only reinforced the decision. Just like when I knew I never wanted to be the assistant to a knife thrower. It really wouldn’t be worth the heartache in my mind.
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