Real Life: Booby Bride: "Upstaged by my 30Ks!", by Ruth Chester-Lees
As I looked at my wedding dress I felt like all my dreams had come true. “This is the one,” I gasped to my mum, Christine, 62. it was a beautiful ivory-pleated strapless satin dress. But as I stepped into the soft elegant gown to try it on for the first time, my dreams shattered.
“Ugh, I knew it! It’s never going up past my boobs,” I said. “Show me anything with straps, sleeves and halter necks,” I begged, wriggling out of the dress. I was due to get married to the love of my life, Marc Chester-Lees, 30, in August, but I knew finding a dress to suite my frame would be challenging.
I’m only 5ft 4inch tall, wear a size 16 in clothes, and my size 30-K breasts weigh five kilos – the same as the maximum hand luggage allowance on planes. “It’s okay, Ruth,” mum said.
“It’s not though, is it? Why can I never find anything to fit my figure? I can find other people perfectly fitting clothes, it’s my job!” As I was a garment technician from Manchester, my job was to find suitable clothing for the larger woman.
I was great at my job too, so I was determined not to let the dress beat me...