just once, I want the girl sent back in time or to an archaic fantasy land to be a historic costumer

marzipanandminutiae:

so when people are all “hmph. have you ever tried sitting down in a hoop skirt?” she replies “yep” and sweeps that fucker forward with the grace of a pro

some smarmy maid who knows she’s Not A Local Girl: “well unless you know how to lace yourself into a corset-”

heroine: “let me stop you right there.”

and she does it. inside 5 minutes, which is how long it takes to lace one’s corset if one has practice.

long skirts and stairs hold no horrors for her. she wears a bonnet with no fuss. she doesn’t refuse to put her hair up and look weirdly childish the whole time (her only issue is not having modern bobby pins)

sometimes she can be heard whispering, with intense relief, “no stretch velvet. no stretch velvet anywhere.”