This hand-embroidered narrative highlights the quotidian domestic struggles of women. Using text in the pun-format commonly known as “Tom Swifties”, the humour is extended by the ridiculous notion of a tutu supported by a steel armature. The embroidered text reads:
“I’ve reached the breaking point,” she snapped. “Use your own toothbrush,” she bristled. “My knife is dull,” she pointed. “The clothes are ironed,” she pressed. “Get me something to drink,” she said drily. “All I do is work” she droned. “I’m back from my lobotomy,” she said absentmindedly. “ ,” she said blankly. I forgot what to buy,” she said listlessly. “It’s the maid's night off,” she said helplessly.“Get away from the dynamite,” she exploded. “I have an MFA,” she said with a degree of concern. “I’m impotent,” she said softly. “Coquo, irgo sum,” she simmered. “Eating uranium can cause strange effects,” she said brightly. “I’m dying,” she croaked.