where to begin? hmm. well, today's hymnfest had been on the music calendar for a while, yet i neglected to put two and two together and realize that i would need something to wear for the aforementioned event. namely a tux, like every good music bunny should know. so i rang my dear mother and she agreed to post it to me. it arrived yesturday. now I knew that the pants were unhemmed, but due to mercury's alignment with the sun (it's true, google it), i decided to not sew.
fast forward to this morning. i woke up at eight forty-five and ate breakfast. then decided that the moment to entertain my secret desire to be a tailor had come. it didn't take that long, something close to forty minutes, but somewhere between the first and second pant leg, i realized that this might not be the ideal sabbath morning activity. thus, i am pretty sure i am out a star from my crown, but, indeed, there are dead sexy hems gracing my tuxedo pant legs.
and no, i don't really have a secret desire to be a tailor. although, at the risk of appearing effeminate, i must admit that i kinda like sewing. there, i said it. so sew me. ha. ha. ha.
The End
6 years ago
