Those white-coated guys have held me captive! They tricked me into trying on a jacket (they said) had been made especially for me.
I don't know who their tailor is but the sleeves were way too long- they wrapped all the way around to my back! The designer must have had a thing for buckles too- those hideous sleeves and the back of the jacket had buckles everywhere. Weird.
I wouldn't recommend their Interior Designer either- the "green" room was a hideous gray. Worse, it was padded, wrapped in thick foam and covered with fabric-even the floor! There wasn't a stick of furniture either. Such an odd design, the place just screamed Crazy!
Anyway, they finally set me free once I convinced them that I was Al Gore's sister and that Ants create carbon emissions.
I hated to play the "Gore" card, but desperate times require desperate measures.