mjj (flemmings) wrote,

Canadian service

Ordered my bro a flannel nightshirt online from a Canadian company called Nights in White Flannel: chosen partly for the name, partly for the Canadian-ness (no customs charges or Fedex idiocies), and partly because they alone had 3XL. My bro's chest measurements are 49" and he's 6'3. I mean, several firms did have lovely flannel 3X shirts, but they were American and didn't even consider shipping outside the country.

Anyway, it arrived last night, in an environmentally friendly thin plastic bag tucked inside an environmentally friendly cotton outer bag. The products are individually sewn and you get a little note from your seamstress written on a piece of cotton attached to a sprig of lavender, hoping the recipient will be warm and cozy. Very Tale of Genji. They also include a small square of lavender soap, shrink-wrapped in plastic inside a freebie cotton washcloth. And dear lord is the soap smell strong. I'm a lavender maniac and, shrink-wrap or no, I was starting a headache within minutes. (This, by the by, is why I cannot use Lush products. In fact, why I can't even buy Lush products- the store is a cacophany of smells even from three floors up in the Eaton Centre.) Have double-bagged the soap sliver until it gets the worst of it out of its system.

But the shirt is calf-length, that being the only 3X in stock, and J wanted knee-length. So today I followed up vague memories of dry cleaners that do alterations in the neighbourhood (you understand, I have no need of dry cleaners myself at this point in my ragbag life) and lucked into a Chinese outfit on Bathurst whose tailoring section ie the owner's wife runs the dry cleaning store a block from work. So the nightshirt is I hope in good hands and will be ready Monday.

And because Nights in White Flannel makes white nightshirts, and because white nightshirts are perhaps not the best thing for people who drink coffee in bed, as is next door's happy domestic habit, I then went to Amazon and ordered another shirt, ugly checked plaid as nightshirts usually are, from a company that swears their 2X will accommodate a 50" chest. And if they lie, well, I can use it myself, because my own nightshirt is ripping at the seams.
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