Damnably hard ribs

Alexander of Russia didn't understand corsets.  He believed that women just happened to have rather sturdy ribs under their skin.

My ribs are bruised, as opposed to sturdy.  I've just got back from a wedding dress fitting.  I've been trussed up into a corset, squeezed into a train and wrapped up in a stole.  The dress needs shortening (since I am a short arse) and the beads need some repair, but otherwise it is a pretty perfect fit.  The train needs an extra inch on the waist since I do not possess a waist comparable to that of a Barbie doll.

I plan on losing another few pounds to make sure I have a smoother fitting skirt, although my "suck everything in and pull it all up" big knickers should take care of that.

I go back in four weeks to have my final fitting.  Only seven and a half weeks to go.

Comments

[Kimmer]

PICTURES!!!

[Pez]

How exciting! Now where are those promised photos of your dress?!

[Feeling More Evil As The Minutes Pass]

Sounds exciting, Mouse -- and beautiful.

What about high heels? I mean, they are sexy and all, but men don't understand how god-awful uncomfortable those things are, either. Sure, they make our calves look great. Men are so lucky. I think The Baron should wear a corset, too. ;-)

Hmmm. From what you have hinted, perhaps that has already happened. Evil giggle.

[Miss Arrogant]

Sounds beautiful hon. I can't wait to see all the pics!

[Katie]

My wedding day was one of the few times I went against my rule of "comfort before fashion." Gotta echo everyone else, I can't wait to see pictures!