28th October, 2004
Hush Baby...
Thursday, 12:00 am in Archive
Mum rang me from Washington the other day and asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I mentioned I wanted a corset.
This morning she rang me again, telling me she’d bought me not one but three. One from the infamous Victoria's Secret and the other two from some designer end-of-season disposal store things mum was fascinated with (we don’t really have them here; fashion in Oz is a bit shit, and mum’s a dressmaker at heart, so she loves fashion).
Mum assures me they’re all properley boned (I’m always dubious of what passes for ‘corsets’ in most shops around here because they tend to be unboned) and ‘wearable on the outside’. Now the diplomats just have to let her go home sometime this century so I can try them on!
My mum goes overseas and buys me lingere (okay, I don’t plan on wearing it as lingere, but still). Heh.
My head is pounding.
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