With a mere 10 days to go, I am ramping up my anxiety about wedding dress shopping. In a whole morass of fear, I am focussing on one thing at the moment – principally how I can wear as much as possible in the changing cubicle where (so I hear) you have to strip down with someone else there. Gulp. This will be unpleasant for both of us.
I tried one of those sort of sucky-in slip dresses on – it didn’t suck in and it dragged my boobs down. So my latest plan is sucky-in knickers under a slip (petticoat, not dress. It’s just that petticoat sounds frilly and this is just a nude straight slippy thing) and a strapless bra. It’s the area of waist to mid thigh that I’m keenest to keep under wraps (for wedding shop lady's sake too!) and I think this is the best way, short of making like a Victorian lady and insisting on changing in a box. Which I would totally do if I thought I could get away with it. And if I thought I could a) buy and b) transport my box there. Even with a slip, I’m still going to be very self-conscious and very anxious about the whole thing but I simply can’t put it off any longer.
Gabby made the intriguing suggestion of fake tan to make my blobby arms look less blobby in my sleeveless dress. Now, I do St Tropez my legs in the summer as the glare reflecting from my stark white limbs could blind an unsuspecting passer-by. But I have never tanned anything else. Because I am so white, even those hint of fake tanners can look alarming on me – I tried one when they first came out (was it Nivea?) and achieved a fetching orange zebra effect which although high in comedy value, was low in attractiveness. So my question is: can anyone recommend a very gentle hit of fake tanner for the terminally pallid?
Also, thanks Amy for your comment on my diet. I eat macadamias because they’re the least carby nut – I like most nuts so it’s not direct preference. Is there a better choice? Happy to try out almonds/cashews (my favourite) or anything else really. Except peanuts – not allowed those.
I’ve had a good week diet-wise and the weekend looks good too. No social plans except for being with my lovely P and we’re hoping to cycle 10 miles off-road round a forest tomorrow which, assuming it doesn’t kill me, should do me some good I hope. I’m hoping it shocks my body into dumping quite a bit of lard – this miserliness has to stop! I have much lard so there’s no need for hoarding.