Dear diary,

The tailor came today and I had to get my measurements done so they can make me new dresses for the party.

I basically had to stand still while an old granny fussed around me and measured my arms, legs, waist and neck. I even got to try on some pre-made dresses they brought with them. The dresses are made out of cotton so they're breathable but there were so many layers that putting them on felt like workout.

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I was sweating so much, it felt like I was in a sauna. I also needed help getting dressed, which was kinda embarrassing.

I don't think I have what it takes to be a noble lady.

Love,

Tina