Today my new sewing twin arrived in the mail. After months of searching for an affordable alternative to my Plus Size one that is now collecting dust, I found one. Gotta love ebay! ;)
Now, I purchased a small. That means I bypassed Medium and Large. But I actually am at the top for the most part of the small size on the measurements (with the exception of my Ds that are apparently here to stay and an inch and half at the waist). And now you are saying "That's not a twin." Ah, but you see my journey isn't over. I am still losing and I am not stopping until it is done. I will fit well into this small when done with the weight portion of my journey. I don't just think this, I KNOW IT.
So I adjusted all the measurements and added a padded bra for the girls. I took a step back. That can't be right. But no alarming message in my head sounded off stating, "Gee, she looks fat!" either. Instead, it was, "Gee, that seems small, so that can't be right." This was quickly followed by the other realization in my head, "Go me!"
The mirror has been playing tricks on me for months. Can't wrap my head around my own shrinking image. Still see a 16, still feel a 16. But that dress form is not a 16. Do I still have work to do? Heck yeah! But I stood in silence in my small triumph. That, however, was short lived.
In walks my love, who asked a very innocent question in his mind. "So how are you going to add the bumps? Wrap scarves around it in certain parts?" Nice. Darn the truth!
Of course, he didn't mean anything by it. Stupid boys! He just understands it is to be a twin for my dress making, and this hardly looks exactly like my twin. Yes yes, I get that I have more to work on, and that I am not entirely smooth like the form. Shoot, if I was, I'd stop losing probably. LOL And some people that are a size 8 probably are like the form. They just probably are not 5'4. Sigh.
And the world reminds me once again that this is not over. I declare war on myself to be the best me, to start looking like my sewing twin, continuing to decrease in measurement... and lumps and bumps.
At least I can start my costume.