Jacksonville Tattoo Convention

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One of the only pictures I found of me that night 🙂

Recently, I went to the Jacksonville Tattoo Convention for the pin-up
competition and boy was that a treat!
My buddy Lily Lector and I headed up to the entrance which was
littered with men in black shirts smoking. Lily immediately began to
drool proclaiming that she may be getting pregnant tonight while I on
the other hand am getting texts from my man saying “Kane says I smell
like poop.” Excuse me while I pick my panties off the floor…
Now I am use to comic book conventions where they have modern
technology like Square so they can take your money, however tattoo
conventions in Jacksonville do not have that. So I was forced to go over
to the ATM which ended up being convenient since it was next to the
overpriced bar. From the very limited selection I bought a Miller Lite,
or as Lily calls it my soccer mom drink and headed inside the convention
area. Maybe I’m just a bit of a germaphobe but I thought you weren’t
supposed to eat around a sterile environment or drink before you get
tattooed. But, hey, I’m not a tattoo artist.
So we walked around a bit then went to the hotel bar which had the
sweetest little gay bartender in the world who danced around like he was
serving Carol Burnett a cocktail. Now this lovely hotel was serving
doubles for $5 which was probably not a great idea since not only am I a
lightweight but I also had not eaten yet.
This drink of liquid courage was probably not my wisest decision
because when we walked over to the competition a cute blonde in a
leopard dress and flip flops asked if we wanted to enter. I squealed
yes, threw my purse to Shana and filled out the paperwork.
Competition time! Lily went on first and did the robot then I went on
later and shook my tits. The pin-up gods would have been proud. Of
course, I didn’t make it into the finals, which was fine by me, but I
was happy to see my dear girl Lily made the cuts. Now the finals was
where it got interesting because you had to pick the 3 questions they
could ask and of course half were sexual or about drinking. Lily was
asked what her favorite hobby was and she replied that it was drinking
boxed wine. However the young lady dressed as Minnie Mouse replied when
asked “what’s the best gift you’ve ever received from a guy” and she
said “a pearl necklace” with a big wink! I think she needs to date a man
with money so she gets real jewelry. Another girl when asked what her
favorite drink was, replied a BJ….Jacksonville, home of the classiest
pin-up competition in ‘Merica!
Thankfully, my girl Lily at least placed 3rd and as she walked down to
the line of the losers, I gave her a congratulatory humping. Then we
watched the winner in an acrylic corset that had seen better days twerk
on stage. ‘MERICA!

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Waist Training: Latex Corset vs Steel Boned Corset

Steel Boned Corset

Steel Boned Corset

Latex corset

Latex corset

Lately Candy and I have been getting a lot of women coming into Three Muses Clothing asking about latex corsets. So we decided to do some research to help people differentiate between the latex corsets and steel boned corsets.

First of all what is a latex corset ? A latex corset is not actually a corset, but kind of like a fancy pair of Spanx with several sets of hook and eyes down the center. It has a latex core with a cotton exterior and interior lining. Some also come with plastic boning down the sides to act as anchors and to keep the corset from rolling up. They either come in a waist cincher style or a vest and can be called “waist training corset vest” or a “workout corset.” The theory behind the workout corsets is that they work by stimulating thermal activity and ramps up perspiration which supposedly helps eliminate localized and stored fat. Much like getting a wrap at the spa or what the wrestlers wore in high school to quickly meet weight limits. The vests are supposed to reposition fat and water weight so that eventually you cannot store fat in your abdomen any more.

Now, what are steel boned waist training corsets? They are corsets that go around the waist, under the bust and have steel front busks and lace in the back. The key to their shaping power is steel boning. The steel allows the corsets to be cinched in while also keeping their shape. The point of steel boned waist training is that as you slowly tighten the laces, it contorts your ribcage to the shape of the corset.

So what’s the difference between the two types? First off the latex corset is not a real corset. A true corset has boning and laces in the back. Secondly, there is no proof that the latex corsets actually cause a permanent change in your shape like the steel boned corsets. The steel boned corset moves your free floating ribs and changes your actually physical shape over time. They both give you an instant slimmer shape, but the latex corsets can still give you bulges in the back and side because the fabric and boning are not sturdy enough to hold you all in. When it comes to fat displacement I have seen it happen while wearing a corset both on clients and myself. With the latex corsets I can see the same thing happening because when I got liposuction back in high school (I was on a dance team where we constantly wore spandex) I had to get something similar to keep my skin against my body and to keep the leftover fat smooth. Another difference is that they have latex corsets for working out while it is usually recommended to workout with out your corset on so you can strengthen the abdomen muscles which are not used as much due to the steel boning supporting you.

I hope this has helped you decide which type of corset training you would be interested in. I personally love steel boned waist training because it helps my posture, cuts down on the amount I can eat, and is super sexy 😉

 

 

Wonder Woman is for Everyone!

Plus Size Wonder WomanRecently Candy and I got to participate in Jacksonville’s One Spark which was an event where people voted for businesses to get crowd funded for new equipment. For us it was an opportunity to get our name out there showcasing our costumes and beautiful steel boned corsets. Everyday we would dress up and walk around the festival handing out business cards. On Saturday we decided to dress up as superheros and I chose classic Wonder Woman.

In case you don’t know what our awesome classic Wonder Woman costume looks like that we make at Three Muses Clothing, it is a steel boned satin corset that takes your tummy in and makes your boobs look like muffins about to pop out of the oven. Then I had the star print boy shorts, Wonderous cape, lasso,tiara, cuffs, and of course dance tights that make my legs look like they actually do squats. Now you think with this sexy as hell costume I would be on Cloud 9 of positive body image…but I wasn’t.
Part of my problem was that I actually grew up in Jacksonville. Throughout school I was constantly teased for being fat and ugly. Even after I moved back here and I did my first event for Three Muses I had someone tell me I look like a chubby Wonder Woman.  Now have in mind that it was Mardi Gras and I was not dressed as Wonder Woman what so ever. Thankfully, I had Candy there to tell me that Wonder Woman is hot and to take it as a compliment but….still.

It was about the 8th or 9th time that I adjusted my costume in front of the mirrors in the dressing room at Grease Rags that I came to the realization that while I don’t look like Wonder Woman (5’3”, overweight, and arthritic) I still had to be Wonder Woman for all the other women and girls out there who don’t look like her either. If I took the costume off or looked uncomfortable I was telling everyone that only tall and skinny woman can cosplay as Wonder Woman. Plus, in the way of sizes, I wear a size 12 which is smaller than the average of woman who shops in our shop which is a 16-18. For me to say, “I’m too fat to cosplay” is a huge slap in the face to those women who are bigger than me and are embracing their curves. Which, by the way, I hate those girls who put on a string bikini then complain about being fat. It makes me want to hit them with my meaty paw.

So with a renewed sense of confidence I adjusted my tiara and walked outside. Just like Wonder Woman, I held my head high. While my biggest battle that day wasn’t with Cheetah, I do think I beat up my toughest critic: myself.

Mardi Gras CostumeWonder Woman, Supergirl and DeeWonder Woman is ready!!!Three Muses out and About!!!