In your high strange voice, your feet scuffing along the pavement

[sovay]

I have been spending time with my niece, who is currently investigating me as an anthropological or possibly zoological subject. My favorite exchange so far:

Niece: What are you doing?

Me: (paging through a J. Peterman catalogue at the dining room table, slightly bemused) Reading?

Niece: You sit like an animal!

Me: (suddenly aware of perching raptorially on the chair) I have this relationship with a lot of furniture.

Being in a phase of How to Train Your Dragon and knowing my nocturnal habits, she has categorized me as a Night Fury. I find this absurdly flattering.

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[sovay]

I thought they had gone out of business, or did someone buy them?

As I understand it, they went bankrupt, were bought out, and then the company that had bought them also went bankrupt and John Peterman was able to buy his company back. I believe he's still involved, as well as at least one of his children. I can't afford more than looking at most of their clothes, but I have a couple of pieces that serve me very well.

[anna_wing]

Yes, they were expensive. I shopped their sales.