I've got a love/hate relationship with my Easter dress. I love it and it hates me. It's either the pattern's fault or my body's fault. I think it's my body. I have fitting issues. For starters, I have a short body. I'm 5'4" tall, which is on the shorter end of average, but my length is all in my legs. The Hubs is a good 10-11 inches taller than me and my legs are as long as his. No joke. There is basically no height in my body. I'm short-waisted. Like, way short-waisted. If you slide your fingers down your side until you hit the bottom of your ribs you've still got several finger widths until you get to your hip bone, right? I've got one and a half finger widths between the two. My fingers start to overlap when I do this little exercise. For this reason I will never have a slender waist. It's impossible. I'm like a balloon animal: my ribs are stacked onto my hips so there's no discernible waistline. My two year old has more space between her hips and her ribs than I do. I checked.
|This is how much I needed to shorted the shoulders. That's 7/8 inch right there. And that's just on the front.|
|Tapering the short-waistedness. You wish you were me, don't you?|
|Shoulder adjustment for me means underarm adjustment.|
|Pulled it up in the shoulders? Better re-cut the neckline, too.|
|Being fitted at my mom's work. Black socks are tres chic.|
Oh...I forgot the ta-da. Despite the fitting issues (and another I haven't mentioned yet), I got the dress to fit me and wore it on Easter. Ta Da!