2nd fitting

Naked in the changing room.

shed clothes, fluorescent bulbs underboard, underfoot.
Full-length mirror.
White light - Imperfections exposed.

A single, almost luminescent gown - duchess satin embroidered in silver thread
- embellished with beading across the bodice of the bustier hangs off the wall -
splendid in length - virginal in conception.

I stare -
first at my all too inadequate bust - feet warmed by floorboard lights -
but nipples react in shock to the wafts of air-con'd air
- or fear at its sudden exposure - such brightness!
- then at the gown that was to be called mine.

Two oversized "padding" thingies hang mockingly inside the lining -
sewn on to fill out the gown where my body fails.

False advertising.

I try it on - and nakedness is covered - warmth regained,
and along with it a returned illusion of self-esteem.

Confidence to step beyond the curtain once more.

Smile. Quick, smile now and look the part of radiant bride!

Fiance & friend equipped with camera and handycam smile back.

The packaging is complete.

Though the branding needs more working on.

3rd fitting: 24 May.