*Extravagant sashay across the room.... Few air kisses.... Silent applause. Random cough*. Not awkward at all.

Anyhow, you keep dabbing at that sweat moustache while I take care of the all-you-can-eat smock shoppin' buffet. You’ll most likely see me prancing around town in heavily embroidered smocks, with billowing folds of all-natural linens and cottons, rolled up hand-sewn details and finishings. I'm prone to the occasional satire, this however is the ultimate smockery.