One off - Nervous At The Bar

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Lily stood in front of her mirror, scrutinizing her reflection. Tonight was her much-anticipated night out with friends at a new chic bar downtown, and she wanted to look her best. But there was a problem – finding the right belt for her makeshift outfit.

You see, at 26, Lily has a form of proportional dwarfism, standing at only 3'7" tall. Lily was used to the challenges of finding clothes that fit her unique measurements, including her body of 24-17-26, with a foot length of 6". Her small stature often led her to the children's section, but she longed for something more sophisticated, something that reflected her age and style.

She had picked out a small, long-sleeved, white shirt with polka dots from the women's section, size small. On her, it draped like a short, stylish dress. The sleeves were much too long, but she figured she could roll them up and keep them at bay when sitting around at the bar. The bigger issue was that it was frumpy looking, loose around her waist, and she needed a belt to cinch it in, to sell the look.

Lily rummaged through her wardrobe, discarding belt after belt. They were all either too child-like, the ones that fit, or too large, received as gifts by people that really didn't understand just how small she is. Her eyes then fell upon a black leather garter belt with a heart-shaped clasp, gifted by a friend as a white elephant gift. She hesitated, the idea seeming absurd at first. But then, curiosity took over.

Holding her breath, Lily wrapped the garter belt around her waist. To her surprise, it fit perfectly. The heart clasp added a playful yet sophisticated touch. She admired how it cinched her shirt-dress, creating a flattering silhouette.

But as she looked at her reflection, a wave of embarrassment washed over her. The belt was meant for a different purpose, after all. What would people think if they noticed? Would they see a fashion-forward young woman or a girl trying too hard to fit into a world not made for her size?

Shaking off the doubts, Lily decided to take the risk. This was her style, her statement, for the night. She completed the outfit with a pair of comfortable wedges that she had bought from the children's section – the only type of shoes that fit her petite feet, velcro-ing them tight. She jumped in an Uber to head over.

As Lily entered the bar that evening, a wave of nervousness washed over her. She was early, and her friends hadn't arrived yet. Alone, she stood awkwardly between the bar and tables, feeling the weight of curious glances from the patrons. Each look seemed to magnify her self-doubt.

Her hand instinctively rose to her face, a gesture of embarrassment, as she noticed her sleeves were too long, bunching awkwardly at her wrists. She looked around, her heart racing, and saw a few people doing double-takes. Whispers floated through the air, and she couldn’t help but wonder if they were about her.

Lily's outfit, a daring choice that had seemed so right earlier, now felt like a gamble. The garter belt, which had been a symbol of her ingenuity, now felt like a beacon drawing attention. Standing in the dim light of the bar, she questioned her decision. The idea of wearing a garter belt as a waist belt, once a creative solution, now felt like a bold move that perhaps she wasn't ready for.

She wondered what others might be thinking: "Wow, she's small!" "Is she old enough to be here?" "Is that a shirt or a dress?" "Why are her sleeves so long?" "Is that a garter belt?!?" "She looks so out of place..."

Each whispered assumption in her head magnified her feeling of being on display, scrutinized for her unconventional fashion choices and her stature. As she stood there, Lily realized there was no going back. She had to own her choice. She just hoped that when her friends arrived, they would understand her fashion decision and offer the support she needed to regain her confidence.

For now, all she could do was wait, wrapped in the uncertainty of her unique outfit in the crowded bar...