Tailored suits

It's been a while that I personally thought about tailoring a suit. Sewing was not my passion but it became necessities and a hobby to encourage my artistic urges. I was an absolute genius on my career of teaching. I was a scholarship earner, great researcher, student counsellor and lecturer. I made so many students, career opportunities and life that sometimes I do wonder, what if, I was my own student counsellor or I could have a teacher like myself then probably I would not turned into a passionate tailor. it's not a frustrating life but I could have been more. All the brilliance and ingenuity now passing through the every stitches I made.

I have five tailors and two laundry shops in total. Grace of my fortune didn't left me at least by the wealth but it never occurred to me that I needed a family with wife and kids. I loved the fact that I was what I was. Then that was the most extreme time for me. Me, myself and my unbounded passion of creation, enthusiasm for every new projects that my students wanted me to initiate and donate. Though I left my teaching life, I helped them occasionally because I was renowned in my past career. I had earned my own passion for existence in this world and continued it through my own hardship. Nothing in this world, my dear you can have without hardship as beyond any doubt but my luck was quite remarkable at that point. People I known were good people, helpful, experienced and well respected. My immense pleasure of investing interest on my work helped me a lot. So, I was satisfied, bored to my second choices of career, really sobbing to myself when I decided to start my personalized, tailored, readymade suits. It was at first, very unknowingly new artistic turn for me that's making me a newbie, a surfer against my usual kind of work shores.

At that struggling stage of my life that one, tiny short, sad but sweet woman made it more interesting work for me. She was a rich woman, richness was pouring out of her very existence. Big Mercedes car with chauffeur, golden brown leather shoes and purse, dark deep red velvet blazer, off white floral summer dress, with a hint of red lips and fresh sweet touched smell of rose and cinnamon, bright pink skin, seemed like garden fairy visiting me. I was stunned by the glaze of her eyes. Something about her that made me more distressful to myself. In every move of her, I found an elegance, smoothness, carefully looking every creation of mine, gently checking their fabrics, design and stitches. I loved the fact that she was admiring my work. I was frustrated for the very first time that I didn't made any women's suit or blazer. Double breasted, single breasted, embroidered, casual, prom, wedding parties every types of suits and coats she was checking out. It's a work of art that's been passionately presented to my clients. She was asking their prices and checking out all the materials. I was there in front of my desk waiting for her but she was taking her time to look around when I had to welcome her to myself. I asked her to know what was on her mind? She absent mindedly wanted to see my catalogue for the specifications. I took the liberty to show her my master pieces along with my catalogue. She was in her early forty, with tired cloudy dark brown eyes that's been sparkling from distance, hazel brown hair lazily hanging over her shoulders, slim toned body but not skinny, who was taking time to chose her suitable needs. I was feeling drenched by her presence. It seemed she was going through a lot in her early age, used a red lipstick to hide her chapped lips, so no one could notice, tired eyes showing her struggling lifestyle that she was trying to enjoy, pale skin turned to gorgeous shiny pink by make up. Smooth touch of her skin telling me that she was trying to take care of herself. She was taking more time than I expected, it was almost past three o'clock. My lunch and rest time was overindulging when she asked her chauffer to buy a lunch for us. My employees were all left, Saturday we closed early but because of her I had to take the responsibility to taking care of this order personally. I was overwhelmed by her care and generosity. After two hours careful waited patience of mine she wanted to see my new creation, I showed my ready made summer suits, casual suits, special party suits. She chose two cheap summer suits and one dinner suit and asked me about their prices. I felt bad to myself for being little bit disappointed and disturbed by her lateness. I gave her the prejudice to buy very special suits from my personal collections that's still I didn't displayed. She was so happy with her four expensive suits at less than retail price, her happiness touched my memories more than my shaken hands by her from our first meet. She was surprised by the cheapest prices of such a good quality and tailored suits, I explained that it was a special discounts for that day. Then her chauffer came with her lunch boxes. We had late luncheon together, she said it was her anniversary gift to her husband who took liberty time once a year to spend time with her for about a week, they still didn't take any kids but hopefully later, he was a very busy rich business man, his busyness couldn't make any time to have kids sooner after their marriages then the heavy rain started to fall.

It'd been nearly four thirty when she was leaving my shop. I thanked her for the lunch and welcomed her for the next time. That day I appreciated to myself for being so generous to this lovely, little, sad lady. Next time, I got the courage to launch ladies suits with especial discounts for only ladies but she never visited me again. That gloomy rainy day was my very precious moment of my career.