I have heard over and over throughout my years that “fit is everything.” I never paid much attention to that saying until I noticed how the fit of clothes began to change on me the older I became. For example, that flowy bohemian maxi dress that I loved when I was younger and much slimmer now made me look frumpy. The unstructured linen sheath I wore a few summers ago looked like a paper bag on me this year. And the boyfriend jeans that hung straight to the floor. Not so great anymore. As I aged, I found myself craving clothes with more of a shape to them, but not all the clothes I bought had the same shape on me as they had in the store or online. And then I discovered my tailor.