Before ordering the dress, I had to determine my size. I measured myself with a tape measure and looked at the charts provided on their website. It said I was a size 2. It lied. I knew it lied. After some adjustments in our centimeter to inch conversion it assured me that I was a size 4. Right in the middle of a size four. I knew that was a lie, too, butI think every woman needs to be lied to like that now and again. I ordered the four.
Now I know in my head that I am much closer to a size ten. I can squeeze into an eight in some brands/styles, but I think I wear a ten. (whatever it is, it's not a 4)
My mom called me and told me that the material on the dresses has absolutely NO give and that it's x number of inches across. I measured myself and found that it should fit. But only if I don't eat much wedding cake or food. And possibly I might have to suck in a tad.
But I have a plan! I will lose an inch or two and the dress will fit perfectly. I was planning on doing this before summer anyway. (Isn't everyone planning on doing this before summer?) Just you wait. I'll be comfortable in a size four dress come June.
Too bad Aria doesn't make a whole line of clothing. Maybe I'll just start wearing formal dresses every day. Then I can tell people that I wear a size 4. You know, since everyone always asks what size you are, friends and strangers alike. Especially in Poland.