Sweetums wanted to know if his pants fitted, the pants which I had sent back to the tailor, twice. They did fit, literally, but I felt obliged to point out two sartorial inelegances.
Firstly if he raised one arm, or the other arm, or both arms, then his pants would stay on. But if he ever had neither arm raised (a common event) the braces would slip off his shoulders. The whole kit would fall to the ground around his feet and render him naked to the audience and liable to be prosecuted for public indecency.
Secondly the pants were missing half of one leg. Not the lower half either, the back half. When he walked (another common event) the length of material flapped about in an unseemly fashion (or perhaps an unseamly fashion).
When I pointed these out to Sweetums he said, "as long as they fit".