Everything went well at first. Alice managed to get her pants up her legs no problem. Then she tried to button them. No matter how hard she tugged at the waistband of her pants, they just seemed to refuse to work with her. Finally, she took in a deep breath and sucked in her gut. The button went into the button hole with no problem. As soon as she let her breath out, though, she felt a tightness in her waistline that she hadn't felt since her Buttercombe days. How had this happened? She'd been doing everything right! She'd been regularly exercising and eating healthy! Hadn't she?
She then remembered how she had been spending the last three weeks. She'd been so engrossed in working on the clothes that she'd neglected her regular morning run on some days. A bowl still half-full of candy caught her eye too. But she'd needed that candy! Snacking while tailoring at Buttercombe had been part of her creative process, had led to some of her best work! She'd spent the first week of this project just staring at the clothes, unsure of what to do, until she'd bought some generic chocolates at a store as an impulse purchase. Getting back to the tailoring process that had worked for her in Buttercombe was what had led to her finishing this project. What else had she been supposed to do?
With a sigh, Alice shook her head. It was too late to take back what she'd done in the past. What was done was done. The nervous teenage Alice Carlyle might have spent the rest of the day a nervous sobbing wreck, but she was mature adult Alice Carlyle! She dealt with her problems head on! And so she picked up her dress shirt and vest and tried them on with only a little nervous hesitation. And surprise of surprises, they fit just fine! Which meant that any weight she might have inadvertently gained while working on her project had probably been added to her hips and butt. Figures.
She tied the red tie into a Double-Windsor knot that Zack had shown her the night before, and slipped on the loafers. Alice then looked at herself in the mirror. The young woman who was staring back at her was slightly grimacing due to being stuffed into a pair of pants just a little too small for her. Other than that, she did look presentable. Alice then glanced at a clock sitting on the bedside table.
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