TxCassie
01-19-2015, 05:24 PM
Hello Everyone,
I have a sweet unexpected tale. During the holidays, I had a couple of pairs of pants (male) that I needed hemming. I normally go to a tailor located in a small strip near my apt. This time, I decided to try another tailor a few shops down the street from my usual tailor. Why? I had no complaints from the tailors I usually patron. A bit pricey, I thought, but they were sweet ladies. I had seen this other tailor's shop for years and for some reason, I had this feeling.
So, the man that greeted me, took the measurement for the hem, next Saturday, they would be ready. Ok, so far, so good.
The following Saturday, I go pick the pants up and they are ready, great! I get to talking to the man who is obviously the owner. I learned that he operates the shop with his wife. But he said something that caught my ear, or maybe I was looking for something. He said, " We will do anything" I replied, "Anything", he confirmed, "Anything."
Well, I have a couple of dresses that I've always wanted altered because the arms are a bit too large. So, of course, my mind started "What if..." I didn't say anything then, but kept it in the back of my head.
Fast forward to today, I bought another pair of pants yesterday and need the hem altered. So, I went back to this shop. This time, the wife was present. We said our hellos, and she showed me to the dressing room so I can put the pants on. While I was in there, I saw this evening gown hanging. Well, my Cassie persona kicked in and told myself, "Now is the time." I don't know why, but I just felt she would be receptive to my coming out. I walked out side, we measured the hem, and I went back to change back into my jeans. As I emerged, we exchanged some chit chat. I then asked, very commonly, if she made the dress that was hanging in the dressing room. She said no, but they did some altering of the bodice and lining. We both looked at the dress both offering our comments on what would embellish the gown to perfection. The lady said it belong to the wife of a major car dealer whose name is very well known in my city. I made the comment that, "Well, if she ever wants to get rid of it, let me know, I love it!. She smiled. Then I did it!
I said, I sometimes like to dress and have a couple of dresses that need some alterations. She was so sweet, smiled and said, "You do?, Bring Them, We'll fix them." I asked, if she would mind that they would be for me, she said, "No, No, not at all. Do you know (said name)" He is down the street and that he one of the ones that makes some of the gowns for our annual Fiesta Royalty that reign over our annual Fiesta Week here in San Antonio. The queens, princesses, duchesses, and ladies wear some of the most wonderful, magical, regal gowns ever worn by any member of royalty, real or fictional. She went on to say, he will create a dress or gown for you." I was so happy. She spoke to me not as freak, or weirdo, but as someone who likes his dresses to fit.
So, I have a seamstress for my femme and drab clothes, lol. I can believe it! A little courage, a deep breath, and you never know what can happen. And you know it feel so good to let someone else know the real you and have that someone accept you.
I just had to share.
Cassie. :love:
I have a sweet unexpected tale. During the holidays, I had a couple of pairs of pants (male) that I needed hemming. I normally go to a tailor located in a small strip near my apt. This time, I decided to try another tailor a few shops down the street from my usual tailor. Why? I had no complaints from the tailors I usually patron. A bit pricey, I thought, but they were sweet ladies. I had seen this other tailor's shop for years and for some reason, I had this feeling.
So, the man that greeted me, took the measurement for the hem, next Saturday, they would be ready. Ok, so far, so good.
The following Saturday, I go pick the pants up and they are ready, great! I get to talking to the man who is obviously the owner. I learned that he operates the shop with his wife. But he said something that caught my ear, or maybe I was looking for something. He said, " We will do anything" I replied, "Anything", he confirmed, "Anything."
Well, I have a couple of dresses that I've always wanted altered because the arms are a bit too large. So, of course, my mind started "What if..." I didn't say anything then, but kept it in the back of my head.
Fast forward to today, I bought another pair of pants yesterday and need the hem altered. So, I went back to this shop. This time, the wife was present. We said our hellos, and she showed me to the dressing room so I can put the pants on. While I was in there, I saw this evening gown hanging. Well, my Cassie persona kicked in and told myself, "Now is the time." I don't know why, but I just felt she would be receptive to my coming out. I walked out side, we measured the hem, and I went back to change back into my jeans. As I emerged, we exchanged some chit chat. I then asked, very commonly, if she made the dress that was hanging in the dressing room. She said no, but they did some altering of the bodice and lining. We both looked at the dress both offering our comments on what would embellish the gown to perfection. The lady said it belong to the wife of a major car dealer whose name is very well known in my city. I made the comment that, "Well, if she ever wants to get rid of it, let me know, I love it!. She smiled. Then I did it!
I said, I sometimes like to dress and have a couple of dresses that need some alterations. She was so sweet, smiled and said, "You do?, Bring Them, We'll fix them." I asked, if she would mind that they would be for me, she said, "No, No, not at all. Do you know (said name)" He is down the street and that he one of the ones that makes some of the gowns for our annual Fiesta Royalty that reign over our annual Fiesta Week here in San Antonio. The queens, princesses, duchesses, and ladies wear some of the most wonderful, magical, regal gowns ever worn by any member of royalty, real or fictional. She went on to say, he will create a dress or gown for you." I was so happy. She spoke to me not as freak, or weirdo, but as someone who likes his dresses to fit.
So, I have a seamstress for my femme and drab clothes, lol. I can believe it! A little courage, a deep breath, and you never know what can happen. And you know it feel so good to let someone else know the real you and have that someone accept you.
I just had to share.
Cassie. :love: