I went in to the dress shop today for my first (and only) fitting, and…..it didn’t fit! I haven’t been in for about 4 weeks to try the dress on, and since then I’ve lost 10 pounds and loads of inches. I don’t give a poop how much the alterations cost. The feeling I got when I had to hold the dress on me even with the corset tied as tight as it would go was priceless.
To top off my experience, my boob fat that I’ve been working so hard to remove has gone down significantly. Also, my shoulders/back are getting some definition. Score! I spent 15 minutes flexing and talking about how epic my muscles are becoming.
The alterations lady told me I needed to stop losing weight. I told her she was high. Apparently that was lost in translation. I told her to take it in more than the markers, and to let the corset do the rest.
Cheers to a great day, an amazing 2 hour workout with a friend, a glass of wine, and the best fiance a girl could ask for. I am the luckiest girl in the world.
Until next time,
P.S. If your name is Melanie, I love/miss/want-to-be you. Can’t wait for May!