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Wednesday, 08 July 2009


A tailor is a person who makes, repairs, or alters clothing professionally, especially suits and men's clothing.
Demin Martin

Dear Dark Puss, I am sure you look gorgeous even when you don't wear a tailor-made suit!

Dear Glo, I have two lovely suits made (in an old Hughenot house in London) by a real tailor. So gorgeous, if only I could afford more.

Well, I am not the most appropriate and helpful person for more typical English expressions...
Due to the lack of real tailors, you won't find in books the mention of "tailor-made clothes" anymore, but I have already seen the mention "in a designer's suit" in recent novels or articles.
Fish by the way have often funny or puzzling names.
Switching into musical mode, just like our favourite Cat, Taylor is also a very famous brand of guitars - but no, I am not a guitar player. Have you already heard of the story of that Canadian singer who travelled with his guitar? See (and hear) in this link:
I am not a big fan of country music... But I hope the rest of us won't be reduced to write a song and perform on the Net next time we happen to have trouble with an airline company...

How about the "thinking person's" hip-hop from the wonderful Wax Tailor? OK I know it's cheating, but just have a listen:

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