My skin, after tanning three times, feels like pork rinds. This is pleasant. I'm going again today, and a couple more times through the week. I'm developing "color" - but it's not really the even-ing out I'd hoped I'd get. I thought it would call less attention to the stretch marks and skin, but for now, they're more obvious. Maybe as the color settles and turns brown-er it will look better.
My daughter's dress came back from the tailor - and $130.00 later in adjustments, It Doesn't Fit. This is why my mother is fixing my dress (for free! :D), because she and I have the same problem in this dress! (We're wearing the same exact dress, she's nearly ten, I'm twenty-eight, but... we have similar bodies right about now, because I have no chest.) The hem was re-done, so it's not dragging on the floor, but the bodice wasn't done.
I think that whomever does the sewing for Davids' Bridal - assuming this dress must be for a Very Short Adult, thought that the person MUST have boobs, and should leave it alone. No. They were wrong. This is another pain in the ass thing about being an overweight kid. Nothing "normal" fits, and you have to buy your formal gowns "upsized" to fit in one area (the abdomen) and the rest is SO FREAKING HUUUUUUUGE that they have to cut three feet from the hem and ten inches from the bust. When my sister in law went to pick up the dresses, the dress-fit person said "there were so many pins! (I) did the best that I could." Well, yeah. I wouldn't want to be dealing with hacking a dress to fit a nine year old either - out of a womens' size! If she wears it as-is, I suppose we could give her a Wonderbra and my silicone fake boob inserts? (It would fit.) And, we're going to have to staple the neck to the back of her skull to keep it up. Ugh. Whatever.
Gotta go. I'll be back. Bachelorette party tonight. Work now. Later.
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