“Of course,” she simply stated.
“Come, let us design,” Austin clapped his hands with glee, grabbing a sketch pad, then asking Eliza to stand on a small stool in the centre of the room, getting an idea of her shape, and what designs would work best with her amazing figure.
Verity grabbed a tape measure, and circled it around Eliza’s waist.
“22 inches,” she said, as the rest of the designers noted that down.
“Bust, is 34 inches, however she is a E cup, so the fabric will not fall flat against her,” Verity continued, as if Eliza having a larger than average sized chest was some king of unforgivable sin.
“34 inches on her hips,” she added.
“Oh, a perfect hourglass, how wonderful,” Austin smiled at the king’s advisor, as the other two women glared at her.
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