Hey I will be posting a lot more photo's from our trip to Cali last week. Here I am at the sweat shop where all of our dresses are cut and made in Orange County. I was very curious to see how it was done. What was interesting was that this contractor has a big deal with the Marines to make uniforms and stuff. So he won't be going out of business as so many of the smaller contractors have already done this year.One interesting fact is that at least half of the sewers were men. You have that image in your mind of a poor woman tied to the sewing machine. But half of them were dudes. They were all giving us the stink eye while they worked. Both the men and women looked at us like we came from the moon. We were the visiting tourists with our Starbucks coffee and turisty clothes while they were working and sweating for a living. For a moment I felt like the "Patron." No not the tequlia. But the big wheel. Of course I remember what dogs do to big wheels.
Which was still ok. For a fleeting minute I was a big shot and not your humble correspondent. I felt like Katie Lee Gifford.
My nipples were hard.
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I don't blame them for giving you the stink eye. I mean, without you and people like you they would get to sit at home and get a check. Now they have to produce something for a dollar.
Bastage!
Trey
You have to be in the moment. They looked at us as rich assholes which I guess to them we are. But you want to be self aware and know how you are precieved. Enjoy the moment but still keep a grip on reality.
The owner practically kissed us because we were giving him so much work. It is helping to keep him afloat with the prospect of doing a lot more business in the future.
I told the contractor I can't wait to tell Cody and Cassidy how great the factory was and he had no freakin idea what I was talking about. Per usual.
But I laughed to myself.
You see, I crack myself up. Hee.
Give 'em the stink eye back if you want their love.
If not, ignore 'em.
At a time of life when Kathy Lee's nipples knew not gravity she married a shaigetz whose nipples had known better days. A double shanda!
Please don't come out with a Christmas album!
Wait a minute. If Bob Dylan has a Christmas album why can't I do one?
One interesting fact is that at least half of the sewers were men.
I getting all Antonioni with that photo, I count about 8 women and only 2 men, not counting you.
That was just the portion you could see. They congregated more in the back. But overall the ratio was about 50/50 between men and woman and I thought that was weird enough to comment on.
I believe you-just fact checking.
I am having some shirts made and am looking for some decent cotton Hawaiian prints. Kind of like what you are wearing. Who the heck carries that kind of fabric - it's difficult to find good looking tropical prints.
Cool - found the one in Santa Cruz and one in Denver. I appreciate all that you have done.
You couldn't sing any worse than Dylan - so I agree, if him - why not you?
Streisand had a Christmas album -the bar is low dude.
If half the sewers are men then half the plumbers should be women. I mean, why would a male plumber want to get down into a male sewer?
cloaca (kl-k)
Plural cloacae (kl-s)
[Latin cloca, sewer, canal.]
1. The body cavity into which the intestinal, urinary, and genital canals empty in birds, reptiles, amphibians, most fish, and monotremes. The cloaca has an opening for expelling its contents from the body, and in females it serves as the depository for sperm. Also called vent.
2. See vent.
MUL:
If ever in Rome with some spare time, check out the Cloaca Maxima. It's underground but you can see the location of the "tail-end" in the third photo.
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