The trousers have a single faux pocket on the rear and the front is completely blank. They fit me very snugly from the waist down to the knee, from which point they begin to flare out, but not too much.
The jacket does have pockets, albeit very shallow ones which serve little purpose. It fastens with a single button to the front and has four faux buttons on the cuffs. Beneath this, I wear a plain white blouse that Aunt Katinka insists is just the same as a shirt… but it’s not. Beneath the thin white blouse is an ivory camisole which apparently I need to conceal my nipples as my ‘shirt’ is quite sheer. Both my aunt and the tailor said I looked very smart and business-like, and I hate to admit it but I agreed with them.
