Bo and I both had a few clothing items that needed repairing. Hems and what-not. And since I am in no way the domestic goddess that I wish I was, I couldn’t quite handle these things myself. I asked around, and found out about a little tailor shop in the mall close to our apartment.
We took our stuff in, and were shocked when the lady took the items and immediately began fixing them. While we waited! And she was so incredibly quick! I think we were standing there for 10 minutes max (including the time it took to pay).
The pants cost fifty cents to hem, and my dress that needed to be taken down a size cost about a dollar fifty. Love it! I couldn’t help thinking about the 8 pairs of pants that I had hemmed for $10-15 each right before I came here.
I think it is safe to say that I am going to be ruined for life after living here. I’m officially spoiled by the cheapness.