Ah garment manufacturing…when did you get so old? It almost seems as if you are a relic from the past. I mean, when I walk into your hallways I see actual humans sewing. I hear rapid discussions and feel yards upon yards of fabric. You are so real and tangible. You have your very own particular scent- oil, dyes and coffee and something else that I can’t put my finger upon. And you are beautiful. You are so ancient and so new all at once. We demand so much from you and you get so little in return. I want to take this opportunity right now to thank you. I really appreciate all that you do.