That Margo Tamblyn! She thinks she's so special because she grew up in a costume shop. Let me tell you, my store is every bit as good as hers. Just because their costumes are made by hand and ours come from an importer doesn't mean anything. Lots of people will want to dress like Sexy Sherlock. Just wait and see.
I mean, honestly. First Blitz Manners hires her to do the costumes for his birthday party. Forty detective themed costumes in 48 hours. I laughed when I heard about it because I knew, no way would Disguise DeLimit be able to pull that off. Maybe her dad could have, but he's in a wheelchair. I bet Margo doesn't know the first thing about how to run their business.
If Blitz had hired Candy Girls (my store, as if you didn't already know), I would have sold him our detective costume for $39.99. You get a magnifying glass, deerstalker hat, and cape. I know the quality is a little questionable, but how many times is he really going to wear it? In fact, I would have sold the same costume to all of the guys in town who are going to the party. It's a costume party, right? So who cares if they're all in the same thing?
Here's the truth: one of these days, the people of Proper City are going to discover that Disguise DeLimit is just an overpriced costume shop built on an old man's imagination and Candy Girls is the fun store in town. I don't know how long it's going to take, but when Margo's store goes down the drain, I'm going to be there. In the meantime, maybe it's time to stock up on our sexy girl detective costumes? Just in case, you know?
About A DISGUISE TO DIE FOR:
No sooner does former magician’s assistant Margo Tamblyn return home to Proper City, Nevada, to run Disguise DeLimit, her family’s costume shop, than she gets her first big order. Wealthy nuisance Blitz Manners needs forty costumes for a detective-themed birthday bash. As for Blitz himself, his Sherlock Holmes is to die for—literally—when, in the middle of the festivities, Margo’s friend and party planner Ebony Welles is caught brandishing a carving knife over a very dead Blitz.
For Margo, clearing Ebony’s name is anything but elementary, especially after Ebony flees town. Now Margo is left to play real-life detective in a town full of masked motives, cloaked secrets, and veiled vendettas. But as she soon learns, even a killer disguise can’t hide a murderer in plain sight for long.