Before we resume with the wool robe I thought you might get a kick out of this little story of a new client.
She called to make an appointment and to ask if I had any animals as she was allergic. Once I assured her this was a pet-free zone she asked for directions.
Once she arrived she wanted me to know that she was “Totally Organic” and “Natural” and only ate organic and natural foods and used organic remedies.
She also stated she did not drink nor wear anything but organic fabrics. I could see by the stack of 14 pairs of elastic waist pants made from Flax, Hemp and Linen that she was serious…in other words, Alcohol never touches my lips nor polyester touches my hips.
After 90 minutes of pinning all her pants hems and side seams she starts to emit smells. She says to me “I hope you don’t mind, I have gas” and continues to just let it rip. As my sewing room had the windows closed she says she will just fan the methane around the room to disperse it. So there she is flapping her arms with me kneeling beside her with my nose at butt-level. Now it was nice of her to say “I hope you don’t mind” but that phrase is usually accompanied with someone taking the last brownie or drumstick or dregs in the wine bottle….not getting permission to cloud a room with “organic and natural” fragrances…Good Golly Miss Molly.
Our fitting session ends and after she leaves I open all the doors and windows to equalize her carbon foot butt print.