Tailor Trash

Tailor. (this was in response to the daily one word prompt given by WordPress – Tailor).

It was late on a sunny Saturday afternoon when I pushed through the crowds at the local car boot sale, hoping to pick up some vinyl albums for my record player. I couldn’t wait to update my collection with some old classics; Bad Company, Thin Lizzy maybe even some classic 80’s pop tunes.

“Hey, I love the jacket.”

I spun around to see a wild-haired, bearded man smiling at me.

“The jacket,” he nodded. “My guess is it’s an original Yves Saint Laurent? Late 60s?”

“Yes,” I said, surprised he could tell.

“I’m a tailor and I love working with vintage clothes. They just don’t make them like that anymore,” he said.

Looking at his stall, I saw an ancient treadle sewing machine and boxes of coloured threads. The sign said “Stitched Up”.

“This is my Singer machine,” he said. “I still use this to do all the alterations.”

I laughed, thinking how time consuming that must be.

“Can I see your jacket?” he asked.

“Yes, of course,” I said, taking it off and handing it to him.

I watched as he examined it closely.

“It’s stunning. It must have made quite a dent in your piggy bank,” he said, stroking it as if it was a puppy.

“Actually, it was my mum’s. I found it packed away in the attic along with some other nice pieces, but sadly, it’s getting worn out. Look,” I said, pointing to a bursting seam.

He looked closer.

“Not a problem,” he said. “I could easily fix that for you.”

“Really?” I said. “How much would it cost?” I asked, aware I’d only brought £50 with me.

“For you… I’ll do it for £20.”

“Great.” I said, relieved. “When can you do it?”

“I could do it now, if you can give me half an hour.”

“That’s so kind. I’ll go and collect my albums and be back around three thirty,” I said, checking my watch.

“It’ll be ready and waiting for you,” he said, with a cheeky grin.

It was a little more than forty minutes later when I made my way back to his stall. Turning the corner my stomach sank. The stall was empty. I ran over to the man two stalls down from him.

“Do you know where he went?” I said, gesturing to the ‘Stitched Up’ stall.

“He’s new here. I’ve never seen him before,” he said, shaking his head. “He packed up and left quite quickly. Are you alright Miss?”

“What have I done?” I said, biting my lip.

“You know, come to think of it, Ali from the burger van was talking last week about someone who mends vintage clothing,” he said, rubbing his chin.

I looked over to where he was pointing but the burger van was gone.

“What did he say about him?”

“He said there had been complaints about a guy who claimed to mend designer clothes, but disappeared with both the clothes and the deposits left for them.”

There was only one thing left to do. I took out my mobile and phoned the police, giving a perfect description of him and telling them that he was trying to sell me, what I believed to be, stolen goods. One item was a brown, suede designer jacket, the other was a diamond and emerald bracelet. Both items looked similar to articles shown on last night’s crime programme apparently stolen from a local antique business.

I heard he was caught in a local hotel later that evening. Both the jacket and the bracelet were recovered. I smiled. I couldn’t have planned it better; that bracelet was becoming too hot to handle. Now I could get on with the business of selling the rest of the haul.

 

 

Inspired by the Neighbours – Blogging 101

Well today we were to comment on and link to a blog we connected to yesterday. That was difficult – having to choose only one which inspired me, but the one I finally decided on was this one:

http://annettebennett.com/

Annette inspired me with her use of watercolours and the lovely animals she’s drawn. They seem to come alive on the page with a wise, thoughtful expression or as she calls it the Art-itude she gives them. It’s a lovely site and the paintings are beautiful. I’m aiming to be a regular visitor there, and a lot of the others I’ve found, which I’ve been inspired by too, but I’m sure you’ll love Annette’s. Her website page says: ‘Farm Animals with A Watercolour Art-itude’, and they certainly do have that. I thinks it’s a really original idea – to paint farmyard animals in stunning watercolours.

I wanted to paint so I took the subject at school. I knew I wasn’t any good when the teacher studied a painting I’d done, then took me to the side and asked, “Why are you here? Why did you choose Art?” I tell you I was crushed. Wasn’t it plainly obvious why I had chosen Art? Because I LURVED ❤ ❤ him with all of my 15 year old heart and hormones.To think that he didn’t realise how big a crush I had on him, was disappointing. So all those little smirks he gave me weren’t because he secretly liked me too, they were because he thought my drawings were funny; smirk-worthy funny! I happened to like all the matchstick men, women and dogs I drew. They had a certain, well, simplicity to them. He didn’t believe me when I said probably some of the best painters started off drawing matchstick men. He said, “Yeah, maybe when they were 4 or 5 but you’re nearly 16,” Okay, so I was a late developer. I think matchstick figures have a certain elegance to them…a simplicity (just like me?) Let me know what (or who) inspired you, and why 🙂

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