Just keeping it real.
Additionally, I won't have to worry about looking like a sausage squeezed into its casing in my bridesmaid dress this May. My girlfriend is ordering custom traditional Vietnamese dresses for her wedding reception and we had to send her our measurements. My mom took the 20 separate measurements for me today and may or may not have gotten confused between inches and centimeters on every single piece. I also ran out of tape measure when measuring the length of the dress from nape to heel. So I'm probably going to end up with a toddler-sized bridesmaid dress. The tailors in Vietnam are going to think that we Americans grow our women very oddly. Which, come to think of it, may not be too far from the truth.