Everyone has a number.
- Your number comes up (eventually).
- you can be called on a number.
- you do number ones (or twos - hopefully both)
- you live at number something, something street.
- There are a number of times I can talk about numbers before you begin to think I'm a numerologist or the Count.
If you recall a movie with Jim Carey in it, he found the number 23 was recurring in his life - it was a code - or something, I don't know I am not a memorologist - look it up.
I too have begun to have Noir-esque moments of number paranoia. My enigmatic number?
It could be that I like symmetry, it could be Numerophobia (real!)It could be that I watched too much Sesame Street as a child.
Scientifically it is me noticing the number more than I notice others, but scientifically that is a boring explanation and I'd rather think that it is hunting me until one day we have a final show down and then my number (2) will be up. Perhaps literally, depending on how I croak.
|Here is the number two waiting for me outside my house|
And now finally to my point which is that I will be taking proper orders for dresses just in time for spring and summer through the Arte Factum shop.
Proper, tailored, choose your material, suit your shape dresses! It means a proper photo shoot is in order, and getting a list together and not freaking out when I have more orders than time to make them (if all goes according to plan).
But plans, like all things, have a way of doing their own thing, so at least I know there's a number of things that can happen to derail it...as long as it's not ...TWO things!
yay, dress candy