Monday, June 02, 2008

Ready to wear

If my mother could have laid out a length of her love for me, and I could have cut and sewed it into just what fit me, how much happier we both would have been. But in spite of the fact that we love each person differently, love doesn't come bespoke; we have to take what's on offer, for the most part. Oh, you might could raise a hem, or let a waistline out a bit, or change the buttons, if you have a very skilled tailor, but if it doesn't fit, it's a disappointment very difficult to overcome.

1 comment:

Gail said...

Well said.