|Thank you to Seabby for the wonderful illustration.|
Sleep last night was a near impossibility, I was so excited for today. I woke up in the middle of the night my fair share of times even. Last time I was so bad about sleeping it was around the time I was going to tell Mother of my decision to leave home to travel. Completely different situation, but it is the one that jumps out in my memory right now. I remember pacing in my room back and forth most of the night. I stayed up past my limit until she woke up, I had no energy aside from giving her a big hug before taking one of the final slumbers in that home. She just thought I was acting weird...which admittedly I was. I tried pacing again last night but it was not that good of an idea, sharing a room with Christine. I woke her up twice, she kept telling me to calm down, it isn't that big of a deal. It is though, even writing about it after it has happened, it may have been a small thing for her, but for me it was huge. Today was the first time in recent memory that I was given the chance to let it all out and just be that suppressed side of me out for the world to see. Yes I have been in some inn's where I showed this side, mainly for the bath's and a trip to the bar for some chatter and a glass of wine. Those were great times and today is just a bigger version of that today. No need to worry, no shame, no hassle. This town has many people dressed formally walking about, just enjoying the company of each other and today I could add to that, and I feel I did.
I haven't been measured so intently for something in a long time as I did yesterday. Not since I grew into my body I would say, so yesterday was interesting for that as well, I bring this up because the seamstress was very nice and patient. She also was very creative and clearly put her heart into what she made, needless to say I was as excited as could be walking with Chris today, her gift to me went beyond a simple dress, it was so in my head she may have well reunited me with Clayrion or Adelle... I needed this, not to sound selfish.
We got to the seamstresses home, she was just putting the finishing touches and wouldn't let me see it. Not too long after that she brought a beautiful, hanging dress and a pair of boots to match.
Trying this on for the first time was like being in heaven. The cinch of the corset around my waist, The feeling of support and accentuation of my breasts, the strangely pleasant burn in my calf as I walked in heels in too long... I was in heaven, as I said. The seamstress suggested putting my hair up to make the look work better, she tied it in a bun and shuffled me in front of a wall mounted mirror.
Tears of happiness hit me while writing this, Just know that this took away nearly all of the regrets I had of leaving home. Christine is a great friend and promised even more for tomorrow... I have such a quiet, perfect happiness tonight about me... all thanks to meeting her and Ganak.