Gee Davey, it seems that you didn't finish the story!

I don't suppose my story is a hellish one but.... When I was a student at the Conservatory I did a recital. I sang Delilah's aria, where she seduces Sampson. I didn't know until later about my appearance, when my classmates commented. You see, I had made this dress. It was so long that even with my heels on, you couldn't see my shoes. I did my stage walk perhaps too well, walking tall but oh so smoothly, so that my head didn't bob. The skirt fluttered out to it's fullness and stayed flared, since my steps were so quick that it didn't have time to flop back down to my feet. I truly looked as though I was floating!

Then there was the problem with the darts. The darts are the tucks sewn in the bodice of the garment to create the right shape for the bust. *Ahem* Anyway, I hadn't ironed out the darts well, and the end of the dart, right at the outmost part of the bust *ahem*, there was a definate flare in the material, which made it look like I had these huge nipples! So I had the appearance of an angel with really big ones!

You know, I have never told this to anyone. I think I can here because no one can see me blush......

Margarita