The Anonymous Widower

I Get Turned Down For A Turn Up

I was talking to a friend, when she said that she had a dress that needed shortening.  She was also rather worried about getting the length right.

I suggested that she come round later in the week, and I pin it for her, as it is one of my skills, even if I haven’t used it in some years.  She could even take it to my dry cleaners down the road, where the owner’s mother does a good job, if the repairs she’s done for me are any guide.

It would have been a convenient time for me, as the table is still fairly clear.

The table is very stable and it must be countless times, that I’ve got C to stand there, whilst I got the length of one of her dresses just right. I used to sew them up for her, but for perhaps the last five years of her life, she got someone in Cambridge market to do the cutting and sewing.

At least in that case, it wasn’t my fault, if she didn’t like the new length of the dress.

Getting the length of a dress on a lady absolutely right, is very difficult. C’s problem, was that she had a very small waist for her height and it was very easy to get the proportions wrong, so in the end I usually relied on good old golden section.

In the end, my friend decided to take the dress to a dressmaker of whom she knew. Sometimes, it’s good not to be wanted, as if I’d got it wrong, I’d have been deep in it.

June 3, 2013 - Posted by AnonW | World | Clothes