It turned out tailormade just meant the crappy clothes were haphazardly cut and sewn by a guy named Tailor. 

The faded blue tattoo read "Born to Die" but it wasn't really true it seemed to Sean since (A) the man was old and (B) he was quite spry and didn't appear to be going to his grave anytime soon. 

Alice had now been alive long enough to see a resurgence in the fashions she had found appalling the first time around. 

The eyes, it was the eyes, inhuman, beautiful but reptilian, that simultaneously drew her in and repulsed her. 

 Something was out of place—what was it?—ah yes, sentence structure it was the. 

 If it wasn't the whine of the saws from the neighbor's construction project it was the whine of Kenny's old dog that constantly kept him on edge. 

Lizzie's lukewarm tea reminded her of her husband.