corset – Snippets and Tidbits

At the end of September, I’m going to a Steampunk function. For anyone unfamiliar with Steampunk, it’s a combination of Victorian era/inventor/gears/corsets/sluttycostumes/anythinggoes. For example:

I’m not that into this, so I didn’t want to spend insane amounts of money on a costume. I figured I could cobble something together.

Did I mention you can spend insane amounts of money on this stuff?

I decided that an old shirt and skirt I have might pass muster if I gussy it up enough and get a corset. Since I was going to get a corset, I wanted one that would really fit. I found someplace that produces a pretty substantial corset and wouldn’t cost me too much, so I ordered one.

Today, my corset came. Of course I had to try it on! I’m certainly glad I got the SMALLER size (did I really just say that?) because if I’d gotten the other one I was looking at, it would have been far too large. My opinion? It’s actually pretty comfortable. Sure, you can’t bend over quite like you do without it, and a deep breath isn’t really something that you get right away, but I wore mine for about 6 hours and after the first couple, I got used to it. My posture definitely improved and I noticed it wasn’t so hard to breath anymore.

Then hubby came home. I showed him my corset and told him how I couldn’t get it as laced up as I wanted it. I must have forgotten he’s been working out, because HE certainly could lace that sucker up. Still, it wasn’t TOO bad. I’m sure I’ll look like the country mouse at this event, but meh… I’ll do the best I can.

BTW, hubby doesn’t have any costume at all so far. Doh!

Marylanders are scurrying around in preparation for Hurricane Sandy, which is predicted to hit land sometime on Sunday. Other than getting some water set aside and not being able to flush, I’m good with everything. To me it’s a nice time to play Scrabble or Monotony. Or sleep. Sleep is good.

Two things recently. Neither one monumental, but they both were funny to me…

1. I was standing at the top of the steps in front of the church at rehearsal last night with a few other adults. From below in the parking lot, we hear one girl call to another girl in a perfect imitation of Brando’s delivery as Stanley in, A Streetcar Named Desire. “Stel-la!…. Stel-la!” she called out. All the adults at the top of the stairs went still, each glancing at the other and then everyone started to snicker and laugh. It was a great example of everyone accessing a reference point at the same time. It was pretty cool.

2. Some of the kids are involved a production of La Boehme, which is being presented by the Lyric Opera Company. These are excellent opportunities for the kids to see what life is like as an opera singer and how different it is to sing singly instead of huddled together yet sounding like a single entity. Every day the stage manager puts out an update for changes and there were a few things I felt were amusing.

The chicken leg for Marcello in Act II should be a full leg and not fried.
Bernard asked for another corset and panties for the underwear vendor.

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