Once upon a time, there was a raggy-shabby-sewing princess, accursed by the evil queen of dress-codes, so she had to work in a dull office every day, wearing minimalistic sentence-suits. But one day she had enough and made herself a romantic rag-dress from a chinese tablecloth and some satin duvet cover, to show off her true nature. Then she walked around the office building with her head high. Unfortunally, her pinstriped co-workers all nearly collapsed, when they saw the magic dress she wore and as soon as they recovered, ran and complained to the boss.
Now the Boss (Prince Charming himself!) went to view the monster, got a nasty shock and ordered our poor rag-princess into his office immediately. He gave her exact order to put off this ridiculous eyeshocker and asked her, if she was totally out of her mind. In this situation, there was only one way to save herself from beeing sacked and further tortured with senseless questions: She had to put off the dress and marry him. (Which broke the curse!) But from now on he lived in wild and weird sewing-wonder-hell and really deserved it. And of course he never got an answer to his question.
The dress ended up in a dustbin, where I found it and shifted it for me, because a little bit of magic had remained.
There is more than one rag-princess on this planet. So boss beware!