I was still surprised, though, at my most recent dress fitting, when one of my, um, tomatoes staged a successful escape over the top of my gown. At the time, I'd had my arm raised, practicing one of the positions for a swing turn the mister and I are currently perfecting for our first dance. Granted, my arm was up -- but it wasn't, like, hyperextended or anything!
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So the gown's getting taken in more at the bust and waist, since it really wasn't as snug as it could be. I'm hoping a tighter fit keeps everything properly in place. But I'm also not taking any chances; the seamstress will be adding bra bones to connect my long line to the dress. And as my last line of defense, I picked up nude-colored pasties. Detachable spaghetti straps would likely help even more; they'd also, however, change the overall look of my gown, so I'd prefer to not go this route.
I'd love to hear from fellow cherry tomato gals -- Roma and Beefsteak ladies, feel free to chime in as well, of course -- who've had similar issues. Anything else I can do to ensure the only tomatoes on display are the ones listed on the menu?
I'd love to hear from fellow cherry tomato gals -- Roma and Beefsteak ladies, feel free to chime in as well, of course -- who've had similar issues. Anything else I can do to ensure the only tomatoes on display are the ones listed on the menu?
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