Well, even if you tried it and the dresses still didn't fit, at least you'd still have a lovely non-underwire yet perkytastic bra. And you could sell the vintage dresses to buy more bras.
Plus, I could live vicariously through you since it'll be approximately forever before I can get back into mine (which I frequently wore under regular non-vintage stuff, it was that comfy).
Anything that fits in the waist is too big in the chest, because I'm not wearing a girdle and a bullet bra.
Man, I'm suited for vintage in a way they never could have predicted...actually, my problem is more often that the chest is too small, and since the Incredible Hulking incident, I have to add on extra measurement for actually moving to anything that has sleeves.
Even in vintage, my problem has always been fitting the boobs and butt.
If they fit, the waist bags.
I'm ReversoJesse.
I'd have to find the perfect candidate before figuring out new underwear, and that hasn't happened yet, so I'll just keep buying dresses that fit!
Apropos of being a busy-body: JZ, you know underwires are a no-no post partum (and maybe even at the end of pregnancy--I disremember), right?
Plei, you have an Impressive Bosom, which I am sorely lacking. Well, not that sore. But still, lacking.
Someone's been at the bottle.
You know, Hex could win me over a little bit by explaining their rules of the supernatural a little better, especially re ghosts. It just doesn't make sense. Also, their usage of the term seraph seems a little random. Well, not that their nephilim are textbook either.
Still, makes the Whedonverse look like well-researched and totally consistent worldbuilding. And they've not even had ten episodes in which to achieve it.
no. well one drink, but that post was all frustration. day sucked. must go to work tomorrow. muscle spasms in shoulder. ugly hair. didn't get errands done. hungry. tired. CRANKY.
The world loves you, msbelle. It just plays a little rough.