My good friend and former college roomate "Airlea" is getting married next month. Yay! Her husband to be is a real smarty pants and all around nice guy so I am really happy for her. I am a bridesmaid and I get to wear a smashing red dress. (Remember the movie "Heathers"? That's what being in this bridal party is like. "You wanted to be a member of the most powerful clique in school. If I wasn't already the head of it, I'd want the same thing." Ok no, not really, but the other bridesmaids are both named Heather. "What's your damage Heather?" It's funny.)
So I call the tailor today to go and get my dress fitted- I finally have gathered all the necessary foundation garments and shoes and I am ready to be altered. Before I leave I decide to shave my legs because the tailor will be spending a lot of time near my ankles with the hemming and all and my ankles were pretty hairy. But I got there and it turns out, I picked the perfect shoes because I don't need any hemming. None! She even measured the hem from the floor all the way around and it was even. Nothing else needed to be altered either. I am the perfect size for my dress. Can you believe that? I've never had that happen. The tailor hadn't had it happen in about 10 years. We were both pretty shocked. Of course, I would have loved to have been a perfect one-full-size-smaller, but let's just be glad I didn't have to pay for alterations! Yay!
August 15, 2006
I shaved my legs for this?
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Yay for no alterations! I think that's actually the worst part about being in a wedding. Ah, but you are taller than me... They don't make dresses for dwarves.
That is just bizarre, but cool. The fashion world wants to know... are there leggings?!?!? ;)
Yea for no alterations! That NEVER happens. They didn't need to do much to my dress other than a hem, a bustle and well....take in the bust cos the first thing that goes when I lose weight are my "girls". Lock and Load!
I too purchased some nice foundation garments for the rehearsal dinner dress...how do you know what size you are supposed to be in those things? S-M-L-XL who knows?? Even the sales lady couldn't give me a straight answer. She said - as tight as you can take it as long as nothing is rolling over...cos who wants a new problem.
And if this is like HEathers can you just be sure not to blow up the mansion? :)
Speaking of alterations, I just went to get fitted for my dress for Carolyn's wedding and they have to LET IT OUT in the hips. Hmmm...never thought of myself as a hippy girl. And of course it needs to be taken in near my gigantic breastages and the hem needs to come up about 6 feet because true, they don't make dresses for dwarves or munchkins.
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