Friday morning I had my first costume fitting for Titanic – I love, LOVE when costumes are built specially for moi. The shoes and the corset are pre-fab, but the shoes are crazy comfortable (SWEET) and the corset is hilariously pointy yet surprisingly comfortable. The rest of the dress is fantastically utilitarian, yet still within the fashion-confines of the era. I love the snug bodice and high-waisted skirt. I shall temporarily abstain from passing judgment on the sleeves. Another mark in The Column of All Things Cool is that I was given the shoes to take home and start breaking in. I’m sure we can all remember my, um, “issues” with costume shoes. Seriously – a month in advance - how often does that happen?! I wore them this morning while I did the dishes. I love our costumer.

As for things I don’t love - I do not love how harrowing the research can be. I was reading A Night to Remember in bed Sunday night and couldn't keep from sobbing - one chapter in particular just pushed me right over the edge, and it was a two-handkerchief ordeal from that point forward. Accidentally woke my mate. I have heretofore resolved to banish any and all Titanic research from the reading-at-bedtime ritual. Jane Austen prevails.