Liz's Tailoring & Cleaners

May 2025

Fantastic service with expert level of detail and Care with your suits shirts, pants and dresses. This is a family owned business and they’ve been around for a long time and you could see why.

Jul 2023

Go here for your dry cleaning and tailoring needs!I've been coming here for the past few years for both dry cleaning and alteration services. The wife and husband team who own this place are the nicest, our clothes come back clean and sharp, and prices are competitive.

Dec 2022

Around 3 AM, the day after Christmas, my 4 year old climbed into bed with my wife and me. He likes our new UGG comforter and flannel Sleep Number sheets. I do, too, and I take great pains to make sure both the comforter and sheets are kept clean. Not only were they expensive, but they were an investment in our sleeping comfort (I mean, we spent over $5k on a Sleep Number bed, so we invested heavily in our sleep comfort...)My wife, who's a nurse, sleeps lightly and has a keen ear to signs and symptoms of distress. I was in a deep sleep when I heard my wife exclaim, "he's going to throw up, he's going to throw up..." I got in combat daddy mode and quickly picked up my son, keeping his head upright and leaning him forward as we rushed to the bathroom.I got him, I thought, in time for a majority of the vomitus to end up in the shower, but, when the lights turned on, there was vomit on me, my sweats, the bathroom floor, the bedroom carpet the bed frame (which is upholstered), the bed sheets AND the comforter!Sigh! After getting my son and I cleaned up and him settled and sleeping, I assessed the damage. My wife threw the sheets in the washer and started the load and I got out the wipes and tried to clean the carpet as best as I could. I mopped the floor and then I looked at the comforter.It was covered in what looked like Cheetos juice... Ugh! Knowing that the "fur" needed to be dry cleaned, I used a damp wash cloth with some mild soap to try and prevent any stains from setting in. It really only smeared the stain. I told my wife, once we got up, that I'd bring it to the cleaners.As it turned out, my Frenchie puppy was limping from a night of horse play with my mother-in-law's boyfriend. We were concerned so we decided to take Hershey to the vet. Unfortunately, the day after Christmas, when it's the official holiday, no vets or dry cleaners were opened.I must've called a dozen cleaners. I was ready to give up when I came upon Liz's. I called and the owner answered. I asked what time they closed and he said 6pm. Coincidentally, Orange County Emergency Pet Clinic opened at 6pm. Great, I could kill two birds with one stone.I got to the cleaners around 5:15pm and I met a nice, elderly woman, who ended up being the owner's wife. She was pleasant and told me that she wanted to keep the shop closed, but that her husband said he was up anyway and he would see if anyone needed any cleaning. She told me that the shop was busy with a steady flow of customers that both she and her husband didn't expect. I told her that they were the only ones opened and she smiled.She looked at the comforter and assured me that it "SHOULD" be able to be cleaned, but she threw in the usual, "I can't guarantee the stain will come out, but we will do our best..." I told her that I tried to keep the stain from setting and kept it damp and she assured me again that they would do their best. It cost $30.00, up front, but for me, if the comforter could be saved, it was $30.00 well spent.She first told me that it would be ready Friday, but she saw my expression that I really wanted it sooner. She then looked at her calendar and said, okay, how about Wednesday after 12pm? Great! I replied.I was anxious to see the results and I picked up the comforter in the late afternoon, early evening on Wednesday. I got to meet the "husband." He was very polite and asked what I was picking up since I forgot my order receipt. I told him a comforter and he said, "oh, yeah, you called if we were open..." I told him yes, it was me. He went and got the comforter and said, "oh, this is a big one..." I thanked him and his wife and wished both of them a Happy New Year.I dropped the comforter off with my wife and rushed to get my kids to the barbers for their New Year's Eve hair cuts, so I didn't have a chance to inspect the comforter. When we got back, I went to the room and my wife had placed the comforter on the bed. I asked her if the stain was gone