Hermes must be in the air

Long time readers of Summer is a Verb are used to the travails of Alice's long suffering husband Babe. The poor devil lies awake nights in fear of the UPS man's next delivery. Naturally, when his birthday or other gift receiving opportunity comes his way he meekly asks for a shopping moratorium. Can you blame him? How can something so petite, be so expensive?

While reading Steven Hitchcock's blog, The Savile Row Tailor yesterday, I found the perfect gift for Babe from Alice.

Now I am not certain Alice would be willing to pull the plug on this, but as a demonstration of her love, it would be hard to top.




Wouldn't Babe love his favorite navy blue blazer lined in Alice's Hermes scarves?

Personally, I thought Steven's client went a bit overboard with the pull out breast pocket, but that's just me.

Imagine the fun Babe and Alice would have shopping for replacements.

Donations of old scarves may be sent here.

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