I am looking for a transformation studio in the Atlanta, GA area. Any suggestions?
I am only aware of a couple options, and I have not personally visited either studio.
I hope this helps!
Anyone out there have any suggestions?
I think I’m getting close to finishing ‘In-Between‘. I am editing and writing as I go and I’m excited to finish it. I have a couple more chapters to go as well as some introductiony/biography stuff after that.
As I get close to completing the first draft, I am getting a better sense as to what else needs to be included. I never meant for this book to be a “how to crossdress” guide, but I am starting to think that a couple of chapters dedicated to some basic techniques on shopping and makeup might not be a bad thing.
I decided to write two chapters for the beginning of the book and I am providing the first of these two chapters below. I’d love to know what you think!
When I was in my late teens, I sought out as many resources as I could when it came to crossdressing. I was encouraged by how much, if you knew where to look, material was out there. I found autobiographies of those whose dressed like I did, makeup and style guides, forums to help foster a community and more.
When I started my current website, I included a section called ‘A Beginner’s Guide to Crossdressing’. I did this for two reasons. This first reason is because ‘how to crossdress’ was one of the most common and consistent phrases people used to find my site. I thought by including a part of the website to this I could spread my… message, if you will, about what I thought crossdressing was, and, in a way, attempt to normalize it.
In my quest to find as much as I could about crossdressing in my younger days, it wasn’t hard to find material that presented crossdressing as a fetish. I stumbled upon more photos of dudes wearing panties that did not fit than I can ever forget. It was frustrating seeing crossdressers being overwhelmingly represented like this.
This is not who I was. If there was an audience out there willing to listen, then I should share my thoughts about what crossdressing was, and about who we are. Not all of us are fetishsts. Not all of us want to post pictures of ourselves in lingerie online. I wanted to be a reassuring voice to those wives that discovered their husbands wore panties and were looking for some perspective.
The second reason I included this was because I received dozens of emails a week from people asking me how to crossdress. It got a little exhausting. Over time the temptation to respond to these emails in a snarky way grew to the point where I almost responded with ‘buy some panties, ta-da, you’re a crossdresser’ but that would simply be bitchy. Crossdressing is pretty easy and complex at the same time. You can go as minimal or as far as you want. Crossdressing can be as simple as slipping on a pair of panties or as in depth as shaving your body, getting a $60 makeover and hitting the town. It’s really up to you.
However, that’s not what they really wanted to know. My belief is that crossdressing is simply wearing clothes that are typically associated with another gender. I think most people who were asking understood that if someone wanted to crossdress, they just needed to buy a dress or wear eyeliner. I think what they were really asking is:
“How do I reconcile the part of me that wants to wear beautiful clothes but I’m a guy?”
“How do I find a pair of heels that fit?”
“How do I gather the courage to shop for a skirt in guy mode?”
“How do I learn how to do my own makeup?”
“How do I accept that despite a $70 makeover that I don’t look like Angelina Jolie?”
My website, and my book, is intended to help with accepting yourself.
It’s intended to help you shop for clothes that fit.
It’s about living in a world that doesn’t understand us.
It’s a resource to guide someone through the wonderful world of makeup.
It’s to help with overcoming dysphoria and shattering the expectation of ‘passing’.
There are a ton of books and websites out there about being who we are. I felt I had a unique and underrepresented voice and perspective when it comes to crossdressing. I didn’t want to add another book or blog that didn’t say anything new. As I got older, I still sought out books and other resources and saw a lot of designers who sold makeup for men and dresses for crossdressers. There’s a lot that you can find out there and I am so happy that there are those that design clothes with us in mind. I have had wonderful partnerships with many of these businesses and designers whether it was modeling or writing articles for their websites.
But I realized that I didn’t need to Google ‘makeup for men’ to find a foundation to cover my beard line. I shifted my search terms to things like ‘makeup to cover facial hair’. I was able to find products that did the trick that cost less than what I was previously buying. I didn’t need to search for ‘clothes for crossdressers’. When I did that I usually found dresses that were a little on the fetishy side of the closet. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, God knows I have my share of dresses like that.
What I searched for instead were things like ‘dresses for broad shoulders’ or ‘high heels in size 12’. I found a lot more options than doing it this way. This revelation reminded me that everyone has a body and what we need for them is not necessarily limited to gender. Many ciswomen wear heels that are sized 12 and up Many ciswomen buy makeup and clothes to minimize or enhance certain physical features.
When it comes to the practical side of buying clothes that fit you, this is the approach I recommend. You don’t have to Google “high heels for men” for a pair of cute pumps. If you know your measurements, then you can find (practically) anything.
My website is about resources and accepting yourself. There’s a fair part of creating yourself, too. When I started to wear makeup, I wanted to look like Selena Gomez or Sandra Bullock or _______________. I was devastated when I didn’t. But as time passed I learned that I would never look like them, I would always look like me. I learned that there was no such thing as passing. I learned how to shake off dysphoria, I accepted who I was and embraced how I looked. Things that I wish I accepted years earlier.
But these things I learned over time. They were learned from experience and these epiphanies came with time. No one could have taught me these things, I had to learn them myself. I think we all did.
This book was never meant to be a how-to guide to crossdressing. It still isn’t. However, I started to think that a book about living between gender identities almost requires a bit of a practical guide. I resisted this section for a long time because my core belief is that there is no correct way to be a girl. There is no standard one must meet, no one is too tall to be feminine, no one has shoulders too broad to be pretty. Providing instructions on how to “look like a girl” seems to be contrast with the purpose of the book and my website.
But here it is anyway.
Let me clarify that I am not speaking for the entire transcommunity. I am not saying these are the standards and expectations you must meet in order to be trans or present or identify as a girl. You are transgender if you say you are transgender. You are a woman if you say you are. I have seen gorgeous women with facial hair and have met many transwomen who wear jeans and sneakers and no makeup.
I chose the topics based on the most commonly asked questions I received over the years, such as shaving, learning makeup, and finding your proper measurements. Looking over these subjects, it all comes across as very practical which isn’t a bad thing. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to look a certain way. My approach to… all of this comes from an insanely high level of confidence and plenty of I Don’t Care What You Think.
However, if I am being honest, this attitude came from loving how I looked. I love how I look in a cute dress. I love how I look after I do my makeup. Loving how I looked came from practice with makeup and finding clothes that fit. I guess what I am saying is that I get it, I understand when someone wants to look cute. We all want to feel beautiful and if this helps, who am I to judge?
I also want to be very clear that I do not believe in “passing”. I don’t think I pass, and you likely won’t either. What is passing? Who decides if you pass or not? Who has the right to decide if you look feminine enough? What does that even mean? Women, whether trans or cis, all look different. Some cis-women are tall, have broad shoulders, hands of all sizes and have different facial features. Holding ourselves to a certain standard means that we have expectations as to what a cis-woman “should” look like. Here’s the reality: Some cis-women have large hands. Some are taller than cis-men. Some have deep voices. Some have facial hair. Does this mean they don’t “pass”? Of course not. All cis-women are women (if they choose to identify that way, of course), all transwomen are women, no matter how anyone looks.
“Passing” and loving how you look and feel are two completely different things. Passing is impossible and isn’t real, but loving yourself is. When I walk through a mall wearing my favorite dress and heels I feel *amazing*. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. What do I care if someone thinks that I am not beautiful? What do I care if someone knows that I am transgender? I am transgender. To me it’s the same thing as someone knowing I am right-handed. It doesn’t affect me in the slightest. You are the only one that gets to decide if you are beautiful. And you are.
However, I also remember the early days of dressing up, going out, and being comfortable. It was a roller coaster of emotions. I think all of us go through massive swings of self-esteem. I certainly did at first and it still happens from time to time. It’s normal. I think what helps me get through them is just accepting and loving myself and not worrying about what other people might think.
I think sometimes our self-esteem is so tied up in how we feel about how we look that when ur reflection doesn’t match our expectations we are devastated.. I think most of us have felt at one time (or one hundred times) that we are not pretty enough, we look too male, we’re too tall, our feet are too big and a million other thoughts. When we don’t love how we thought we’d look, or how we wanted to look, it can be a little…crushing, to be honest. The first time I wore makeup and a wig I was amazed at how I looked but also destroyed that I didn’t look like a supermodel. The first time I did my own makeup was also a humbling experience.
What changed? Time passed and as it did, I got better at makeup, I purchased a better wig, I started to dress better and wore clothes that fit. We all want to be a size 6 and some of us want to buy the tiniest dress at the mall, but wearing a dress and looking good in a dress are two different things. After years of crossdressing, I was finally coming into my look. I was happy, and still am. But my confidence didn’t only come from how I look. I also embraced who I was and became happier with who I am. Acceptance can lead to confidence, which leads to happiness.
So, with that out of the way, let’s get started.
PFLAG’s mission is uniting people who are lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer (LGBTQ) with families, friends, and allies. PFLAG is committed to advancing equality through its mission of support, education, and advocacy. PFLAG has 400 chapters and 200,000 supporters crossing multiple generations of American families in major urban centers, small cities, and rural areas in all 50 states, the District of Columbia and Puerto Rico.
PFLAG was the first support organization I heard of when I was growing up. I attended their meetings a few years ago and found it was a supportive and inclusive community. PFLAG is a wonderful group, especially for our spouses and family members and I am happy to promote the events the Twin Cities chapter has scheduled.
About two weeks ago I was sent a Dita Black Satin Corset from Glamorous Corset. I fell in love hard with it within the first few minutes of wearing it. I learned more about wearing a corset in an hour than I thought possible.
The main reason is that this is a proper, authentic corset. It has steel boning (which prevents the corset from wrinkling and allows the corset to retain its shape and therefor helps you keep YOUR shape) as well as a generous amount of spiral steel boning which are the metal rings in the back for lacing your corset. With so many spirals I am able to customize my corset where I want it to be tighter. On big reason that I love this corset is because of how long it is. I can make it tighter on top without the whole corset being too restrictive. I can tighten the middle to cinch my waist even more without it constricting my torso.
The corset has a steel busk in the front of it which is what the hook and eye are attached to. This is the part of the corset that needs to work the hardest. I have had corsets in the past where the fabric tore at this part but this feels very strong. The hooks line up perfectly and fit very securely into the eyes. The alignment is solid.
Over the first week I seasoned my corset. Seasoning is when you wear the corset for a week or so for about an hour at a time to allow it to conform to your body. The first time I put mine on and fastened it, I expected this process to be the other way around. I thought it would be my body getting used to the corset. The first time wearing it I counted down the minutes until the hour was up. It was tight, it was wonderful. But I was getting used to it.
Over the next few days, I was able to wear the corset without the same feeling of tightness that I had the first day. I didn’t loosen the binding at all and I could feel both my body and my corset adjusting to each other. After a few days I didn’t really notice it all except that my posture was amazing.
Before the first week was over, I surprised myself by cinching the waist. After the first day I couldn’t have imagined being able to wear it tighter than it was, but it was true, the corset was adjusting to me. Of course, I was also learning how to wear it and getting used to it too, but I understood what was meant by the corset conforming to me.
Another perk was how I walked. I walked differently. My hips moved a little more and I had a little more… swing than usual. Wearing high heels forces you in a way to walk different, and a corset isn’t that much different. But when I combined stilettos and my corset… girls, I STRUTTED.
It takes about 7-10 days for a corset to season, and although I am beyond that period of time, I still wear mine for anywhere between two to three hours at a time, something I once thought would be impossble. I think my corset has conformed to me, but I am building myself to being able to wear it for a whole day. My “progress”, if you will, is going better and faster than I expected.
One of the intentions of a corset is to help create a curvier figure. This corset gives me more of an hourglass figure and a smaller waist. When I wear my breast forms and thigh pads it’s hard to believe that this is my body. This corset was the missing piece for a more shapely figure.
A corset can be intimidating and requires patience and dedication. In my experience this commitment has paid off tremendously. If you are looking for a beautiful corset that is not only sexy but versatile, consider adding this to your wardrobe.
Glamorous Corset has also provided us with a discount on all their corsets if you want to add one to your wardrobe. At check-out, use discount code HANNAH15 for 15% off all corsets.
Thank you to Glamorous Corset for this beautiful corset.
I used to think that there was nothing practical about lingerie. It was something beautiful to wear to help you feel beautiful.
Now I realize that even if lingerie’s only purpose was to help you feel a certain way, wasn’t that just as, or even more important than it’s functionality?
Bras are pretty essential on different levels. It’s the first thing I put on when I dress as I step into one gender presentation from another. I believe a bra is the most feminine thing you can wear. But more often than not I select which bra I will wear based on what I need the bra to do. If I am wearing a white dress, I wear a light colored bra. If my dress is cut a certain way, I go strapless.
See? Beauty and versatility.
Panties are no different. If I am wearing a bra, then I choose the matching panty because every bra I own has a matching panty (I’m a little OCD that way). But I also take into consideration the kind of day I am going to have. A tough day requires beautiful panties, a boring day needs something a little more… exotic. The white lacy panties with a candy cane pattern only come out during December.
Panties are fun, cute, and like any piece of lingerie, makes me feel a certain way. I wear what I wear often because of what I am feeling, or what I want to feel that day.
As I discovered different lingerie options over the course of my life, I became fascinated at the sheer (and sometimes not sheer) number of options there were. Babydolls, teddies, bodysuits, basques, merry widows, corsets, garter belts… the list goes on. My own lingerie wardrobe grew over time and I loved how there was something I could wear for any mood. There are different degrees of versatility when it comes to lingerie. I think a corset is one of the sexiest things to ear, but they are also functional in terms of cinching your waist and holding up your stockings.
But I think the most important thing lingerie does is invoke a feeling. To make you feel beautiful. Lingerie is something you wear for yourself. Like panties, what I wear often depends on what I want to feel. There is nothing like finishing a long, hard day and slipping into something that makes me feel beautiful.
Lingerie is usually cut and designed for body types with certain anatomical features in mind. I see beautiful options that simply don’t work for someone with a flat chest for example. This can limit what I wear. I mean, I can wear it, but if it doesn’t look right than I have a hard time feeling pretty in it.
‘Lingerie for men’ is a term that many in our community are divided over. I completely get it. Lingerie designed for men misses the point, there are many options ‘for girls’ I can wear… Again, I see that point and agree in many cases. However, I do think that is worth looking into designers that make lingerie for someone with my body type in mind. For one reason, it’s being designed for someone with the physical features that I have. Or don’t have. I don’t want lingerie that shows off my cleavage if I don’t have any, for example.
The main reason I like looking at lingerie for men is that more often than not it is incredibly beautiful. I like feminine lingerie. I love a teddy or a bodysuit with a floral pattern. I love a nightie with lace around the edges. I love finding beautiful lingerie that I know will fit my body. I don’t want to spend $50 on something that I can’t wear.
There are many options for someone like me these days. I can name a dozen different websites to buy beautiful bras and panties for someone with the body that I have. I was sent lingerie from HommeMystere recently and I reviewed their bras and panties previously. For my third and final review (for now, anyway), I am delighted to share my thoughts about two pieces of their lingerie.
The first piece I wore was their Natasha Mini Dress with matching panty. Lingerie can be amazingly practical but if it isn’t cute, then I will not even bother trying it on. This is not a dress (well, I suppose anything could be a dress) but it is a beautiful nightie. A criticism I have with a lot of lingerie designed for men is that it is simply too short. However, this reaches my hips but it is close to being too short. Some of us may think that this shortness is a feature 😉 but having a matching panty does help pull the look together. I love the fabric but since it is made from satin there is not a lot of stretch to it. Ordering your correct size is important but minimal stretch will help keep its shape. It has lacy features and a full back and is super comfortable to sleep in. The V neck is similar to a lot of ‘girl lingerie’ in a way meant to tease a little cleavage but having none the effect is a little lost. However, the lacy details won me over.
The second piece is the best babydoll I have ever owned. I love, love, love the Anneve Babydoll and matching panty. This is an amazing soft, beautiful article of lingerie. The mesh feels amazing against my skin. I love little details and this babydoll has lacy edging along the edges and a beautiful floral pattern on the cups as well. A delicate pink bow completes the look. The babydoll falls just below my hips which is almost too short for my tastes but the cute little frilly skirt offsets the shortness of it. I actually like how short this is because the matching panty has detachable garters you can show off. This babydoll has more stretch than the Natasha Mini Dress, but your size should be based on your bra size. The photo (which is not me, by the way) does not do this beautiful lingerie justice. It’s a lovely babydoll and I love how I feel when I wear it.
Which is exactly why one should wear lingerie.
Thank you to HommeMystere for providing this beautiful lingerie.
When I met my wife, I knew I would need to tell her about… everything.
I was in my early thirties when we started to date and I knew who I was, I knew this was not a phase, I knew I was not going to outgrow this side of me. I believe in full disclosure in relationships and it was only fair that she knew everything about me. It also stressed me out keeping something, especially this, from her. I knew that this was sometimes a deal-breaker in relationships and she needed to know as soon as possible.
The longer we dated, the more urgent the need to tell her grew. So, one summer night I told her everything. At this point in my life it was only about underdressing. I wore lingerie and besides a few pairs of heels (I needed something to wear with my lingerie, after all), that was all I owned.
I insisted that lingerie was the extent of my dressing. I told her this because it was true, but I also wanted to assure her that this was not the start of something bigger. I knew that one of the biggest fears our partners have is that one day we want to transition or that we are unhappy in our current gender identity.
….and now we fast-forward a few years.
I remember my wife’s shaky smile as she tried to be supportive and happy for me the first time I wore a wig and full makeup. I remember her laughing off how my shoe collection exceeded her own. I remember the nervous conversations when she confessed how she was afraid of where this was going. She married me, she didn’t want to lose me. This was not something she anticipated having to adapt to in a relationship.
It’s not uncommon for our partners to feel afraid that they are losing their husbands to another women when that other woman is us. For me, lingerie led to makeup, then dresses, then to a wig, then to a name, then to a website, then to going out…
Where was all this going?
It felt as if with every step I was testing the waters. Every step I took felt right and made me happy. I had never felt I was missing something in my life that I found through dressing and exploring my gender identity, but each new step just felt natural. I thought that with each new level, if you will, was where I would stop. I didn’t think I would have a name, until I did. I didn’t think I wanted to go out of the house, until the pull of experiencing the real world became too hard to resist. It became harder for either of us to believe that I was stopping anytime soon.
And then I did.
Although I would go onto starting the MN T-Girls, refining my look, and expanding my online presence, my “journey” ended. There was no next level that I felt compelled or interested in exploring. If anything I got to know this side of me better and grew more confident as Hannah.
If the life of a t-girl were a movie, the third act would likely see them talking to a doctor about hormones and coming out to others in their life, but I never had any sort of desire to explore that. I have friends (in both gender identities) that have transitioned. I listen to their stories and I don’t feel like that’s my path. They tell me what they feel, and I don’t feel that way. They tell me about the conversations with their therapists and doctors and those are not talks I feel I need to have.
And full disclosure, I have seen therapists before for reasons having nothing to do with my gender identity. I bring it up though, just to talk it out and through these conversations there was never any feeling I was repressing something or in denial about who I was or what I wanted.
Looking back, it felt like I went very quickly from progressing from underdressing to where I eventually landed, but it wasn’t easy for my wife. Even when I stopped going to the next level, my wife worried for years I would want something more. Not that I was in denial about who I was or keeping something from her, but when you see your spouse go from panties to strutting out the door to hit the mall, they may wonder if we want anything more.
I don’t blame her. These days I regret how scared and lonely she felt during this time. I wish I had done more to assure her, but when your husband is dressed to kill in a wig to stilettos and everything in-between, it’s not easy to let that fear go.
What helped ease her mind was time and me being honest with her. If she were to find that I was secretly having conversations with my doctor about hormones I would have lost her trust and all credibility. We need to be as transparent as a mesh nightgown.
When I think back to that summer night when I insisted that the extent of my dressing started and ended with lingerie, I do not think I was in denial or lying to her or to myself. I had tried on dresses before and previous experiences with makeup did nothing for me, so I thought that I gave them a chance but it wasn’t for me. Of course, experimenting with makeup with no training or tutorials is going to lead to a frustrating and unfulfilling experience. When my wife did my makeup for the first time it was a whole new world.
I loved how I looked. I was as surprised as I could be. I wanted a dress. Then I wanted a wig. We looked at a few online and a few days later, it arrived in the mail. The first time I dressed completely was the start of who I am today.
And that start was the beginning of my wife’s fears.
She went from hearing her boyfriend open up about wearing panties to a new woman in her living room in just a few years. It was not easy for her. At one point she was told that there was nothing beyond lingerie to a closet steadily filling up with little black dresses.
The only way we know where our journey will take us is by exploring different paths. The only way we know where our limits are is to test them. The only way we can get to know this side of us is by doing.
At one point I didn’t think I would want a femme name. At one point I didn’t think I would want to go out. But it turns out I did, I just didn’t know it until I tried. It never felt wrong or disingenuous to have a femme name. Going out into the real world was just was wonderful and fulfilling as I could have wanted.
Many of us are scared to dress. Many of us are in denial about who we are and what we want to wear. I think for many of us that fear comes from not knowing where it will end. It’s not unrealistic to think that a pair of panties could eventually lead to transitioning, I mean, changing your gender identity has to start somewhere, after all. But you won’t know until you try. I know many t-girls who dress but don’t want to wear a wig. Or makeup. Some even keep their male name. They have tried femme names or eyeliner but just wasn’t for them. I have a good friend that dresses and wears makeup but still refers to themselves with their male name and male pronouns. For him, it didn’t feel right to call himself ‘her’.
The only way for us to know where all of this will eventually land is to try the next level. Right now you may be all about lingerie like I was, but you won’t know until you try dresses or proper clothes. I am not saying you need to or should, but when you come out to someone, I absolutely believe you need to know where all of this is going, if it’s going anywhere.
And that’s the point of this.
When we come out to someone, we owe them the truth. We need to let them know where we stand (in heels or not) and what we want. We owe ourselves the truth as well. We all know what we mean when we talk about our journeys, and exploring gender presentation and gender identity is exactly what that means.
When we come out to someone we will get the typical questions. Do you want to transition? Are you gay? Are you unhappy as a man? Do you want hormones?
These questions are often paired with the unasked questions, especially with our partners. Are you in denial with who you are? Are we going to divorce in two years because you want to transition? Am I in a relationship with someone who doesn’t know who they are or what they want?
We need to know ourselves. Our partners need to know that as well.
Of course, what we want could change over time. I’m not going to pretend we stay the same. For some t-girls they realize they are ready for the next level, so to speak, decades later. That next level could be anything from heels to going out to hormones. As we learn things about ourselves and what we want in life, it’s essential for us to share these thoughts and desires with our partners.
Thinking about going back to college to change careers? Tell your partner. Fantasizing about writing an opera? Tell your partner. Daydreaming about a pink dress? Tell your partner.
One of the worst things we can do is blindside our partner. We need to do our best to be open and honest with who we are, when we know who we are. Telling your spouse after five years of marriage that you have always wanted to get a makeover or feel you were assigned the wrong gender at birth is usually avoidable and a little unfair. Marriage, like any relationship, is a serious commitment, the biggest one in your life, and it’s not fair to go into that commitment without disclosing everything, as hard as it may be to talk about it. You owe it to them, and to yourself, to know who you are as much as you can.
After years of dressing, I started to add enhancements into my wardrobe a couple of years ago. I was surprised by how much I loved what breast forms and thigh pads did for my figure. I was also surprised by how much difference they made to my appearance.
Thigh pads gave me more curves and I loved how I looked in dresses and skirts with them. Breast forms helped me look and feel more natural. I could see potential for an hourglass figure and I wanted to find something for my waist.
I own a corset (that I spent a lot of money on) but I rarely wear it. Corsets are peak lingerie, in my opinion. Incredibly sexy with a wide array of options. You can attach garters if you want (and why wouldn’t you?), there are underbust and overbust options as well as a variety of material with everything from PVC to satin. The intricate lacing and tying in the back is simply alluring. A true corset has steel boning which cinches your waist and slims your figure. It’s easy to confuse a corset with a basque.
I rarely wear the I own because despite spending a lot on it, it’s rather cheap. The metal strips that are sewn into it are more bendy than they should be and do not keep its shape (and therefor did not help with keeping the shape I wanted) as well as it should. They also poked through the fabric and then poked me which was not comfortable. It felt bulky and did not move with me as well as I would have liked.
I knew corsets were meant to be functional as well as sexy, but this experience made me think that perhaps they were not as functional as I hoped. Luckily I was mistaken. I was sent a Dita Black Satin Corset from Glamorous Corset last week and within minutes of opening the package I knew that everything I thought I knew about corsets was wrong.
The corset arrived in a black velvet bag and I immediately knew that any corset experience I had before was nothing compared to what was ahead of me. This was the real deal. The corset had some weight to it and I could feel the steel boning in the fabric. The corset felt thick and shimmery and I didn’t think the steel boning would be able to poke through the fabric. The steel fasteners in the front felt strong and the hooks fit comfortably and snug. It also has six loops to attach garters. Six!
The back of the corset was even more impressive. It was already laced and the cords felt strong without being too thick. The eyelets were not too close to the edge of the panels so I wasn’t worried about them being ripped out. These details stood out to me because of my past experiences with corsets and what I liked and did not like with previous ones. The cords were long which meant that not only could I tie a really sexy bow in the back, they were also long enough for me to adjust the corset as I needed. This would be something I would own and wear for a long time.
The next thing that I looked through was the guide that the corset included. The guide included instructions for lacing and tying the corset of course, but also how to get used to wearing it. There is a practice called seasoning where you wear the corset for 45 minutes to an hour each day for about ten days. This allows the corset to adapt it’s shape to your body and also helps you get used to wearing it. You will know you are wearing a true corset the first few times you put it on. It has an impact on your posture as well as on how you move. It is recommend you season your corset before you wear it to an event and I couldn’t agree more.
I loosened the laces of my new corset and after putting it on I tightened the back of it. The cords were long so with a few minutes of practice I was able to tie it. With an authentic corset you may be able to go tighter but that is something you slowly work your way up to. After my corset was laced and tied, I felt taller than before. I stood straighter and my posture was amazing. It was not so tight that I could not move easily, but I definitely knew I was wearing it. I liked that it was a underbust corset which allows me to wear a bra with forms.
As recommended, I wore the corset for an hour that first day. I got used to the corset (and the corset got used to me) as I moved normally and naturally. It never felt tight or uncomfortable but I did notice I was wearing it. I tightened the corset to trim my waist and I could see a more shapely figure under my shirt and jeans. I also felt… sexy. Wearing lingerie is a fun little secret and we all know the joy of wearing something cute under our clothes but this was a different level altogether. I used to think lingerie was nothing but sexy but we all have experienced wearing something cute but uncomfortable. Lingerie can be beautiful and practical and this corset is the pinnacle of that.
I was worried about putting it on the next day as the seasoning progressed. The day before I tightened it after I put it on, but this time it was already tied and I would simply hook the latches on the front of it. I am happy to say that it fit like a dream and it was easy to fasten. I was surprised by how much more comfortable the corset was the second day. It was still tight and cinched my waist but it wasn’t nearly as noticeable as it was the first day. I stood and sat straight up and I couldn’t slouch if I wanted to. Again, I stayed home and went about my time and I was able to move even more naturally than I did the day before.
I am excited to continue to season my corset and wear it to an event or an outing. I am really happy to have something that I feel completes my quest for a more shapely hourglass appearance. I will post more reviews and updates over the next week or so and let you know how the seasoning goes. So far my first impressions are nothing but positive. A corset is a commitment, it is something you invest your time and money into and I can see this investment paying off.
Glamorous Corset has also provided us with a discount on all their corsets if you want to add one to your wardrobe. At check-out, use discount code HANNAH15 for 15% off all corsets.
Thank you to Glamorous Corset for this beautiful corset. I’m glad to find out that everything I thought a corset was supposed to be was wrong.