After last year’s most entertaining Renaissance Faire, I decided to get a little more into it. I browsed the hell out of eBay and googled my heart out. Finally, a few months ago, I settled on the lovely Laura of Greycat Designs, and sent in my measurements. I sort of waited until the last minute, thinking that I was being unreasonably optimistic. After all, my diets never do work, so why wouldn’t I be the same size?

Uh, yeah. This one did. I have no idea how much weight I’ve lost, but I’ve dropped at least a pants size and I’m still losing on the Quit Drinking So Much Stinkin’ Beer Diet. Which means that my lovely dress, which arrived today, is a little too big. It’s close enough to wear now, but if I lose much more, I won’t be able to without falling right out of it when I bend over. Sadly, I lost my cleavage too. Damn, if I could keep any part of being fat, it would be that!

What’s that you say? You want pictures? OK, but bear in mind that I’m horrible in front of the camera, and for some reason can’t smile even when I’m doing the picture-taking myself, by remote control. It looks a little baggy because it is; I may yet find someone to take it in, but it’s so well made that I’d be afraid to ruin it.

Now, if only I could get my truck fixed so I can actually get over the Pacheco Pass, I can go to the Faire in style.