It's that time of year again - I usually try and pretend I'm doing something sort of historically accurate - but this year, nothing doing. This year, I'm screwing around.
The nonsense started with a masking tape double. I didn't feel like fitting a corset properly, so I popped on a trashbag and made Greg run around me a zillion times and did the fitting the lazy way.
After I'd been extricated, I drew the shape I wanted, front and back, cut them out (and folded down the bust to get the right, flat, "historical" shape, and blamo! Corset pattern. The boning will take up just enough space, so that with the lacing it will be skin tight, but not actually compressive.
As of writing, the shirt is also finished (no pictures yet) and the skirt is in progress. One of the pattern weights was very helpfully holding it down for me.
(Oddly enough, she is the 'helpful' one. Goshu likes to pull the pins out...)