Word of warning to the wise: Never enter a bridal store the day after a royal wedding.
If you recall in my last post, I mentioned that I needed a bridal bustier. Well, after searching every women's clothing store in Diagon Alley and then the mall, I nearly gave up until I remembered the David's Bridal store across the street. Bad idea! It was a mad house! Perhaps people got overzealous about wedding dresses after watching too much of the Royal Wedding yesterday, but I had never seen such a zoo. I finally managed to find a lady who was booking fitting appointments to grab a bustier for me, and I was delighted that it fit! :)
Ta-da! Nope, that's not me, but the fitting room where they stuffed me didn't even have a mirror. So that's what a bridal bustier is... Too bad I waited in the checkout line for forty-five minutes to buy one item when everyone else was ordering clothes for entire wedding parties. *face-palm* But at least I ran into my friend Cheryl, so it wasn't a total waste of time. :D
Oh! Before I forget, we have the winning answer for what the mysterious "belly band" is. A big thank you to Rae Westcott, another international model who's with the same agency as me in Japan. She just graduated from fashion school in Osaka. I'll have to ask her if I can post a picture of her in one of her amazing designs. :) Without further ado, Rae's answer to what a "belly band" is:
"I think by 'belly band' they mean a haramaki, which is pretty much a girdle. In Japan they aren't so much for squeezing like a corset, but are more casual - for body-line-smoothing and keeping you warm in winter."
So I'm going to be getting one of those in Japan since the ones here are not designed for people as bony as me. >.<
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