my first fitting

my heart skipped a beat, when salleh announced that my outfit is ready for it's first fitting.

"what if it doesn't look nice?"
"what if i can't fit it!"
"what if it makes me look fat..."

i calmly told him that i will look forward to seeing him that night.

for the rest of the day, there had to be at least 1,000 butterflies having a mini-war in my stomach.

and it didn't help that i had a packet of 'hello panda' at 6pm. :p

as the time approached, i steeled my stomach, bit the bullet...and went for it.

and i was pleasantly pleased! the outfit was beautiful! i won't say much. but i will let the pictures speak for itself.

only one nagging question on my mind.

"how come the outfit fits perfectly, when i am supposed to have lost 4 kgs!"

consoling myself that salleh knew that i will lose weight, hence made assumptions based on experience.

yes.

btw - corsets are evil.