Had my final dress fitting for the leather dress yesterday. As it was deadline on the first two mags, I was a tad fraught so the designer came to me.

I got off the computer (was just into the endless waiting for repro side of things so was nothing more I could do). I had a glass of wine and relaxed for first time in two weeks. She started fitting the dress and I nearly fainted. Ended up having most of the fitting done lying flat on my back, which was a bit different for both of us.

It's only been a couple of weeks or so since I last saw her. Since then, I've lost 3/4 inch all over (except my tits) which is a tad scary. Proves how fattening alcohol is, given that I've been eating healthily but not had time to drink much. Am quite pleased with my arse at the moment, which, being a standard female, is not something I usually feel.

After dress-fitting, carried on drinking wine to ease tension of waiting on repro stuff. Drank rather a lot of it and ended up having an utterly inappropriate but most entertaining coversation with a friend over IM. Hangover this morning upleasant - or maybe it was only having 3 hours sleep again. Still, Dublin tomorrow. I'll probably spend most of my time there on my mobile sorting out the mag but at least I'll get an early night!