I know I whinge about the misrepresentation of corsets in historical entertainment all the time, but let me put this in context: I just hiked eight miles thru hills in a couple hours, stopped halfway to eat a pizza and drink two pints, whilst pms-bloated, in a corset.

Important to note I didn’t do this on purpose; we got lost, but the point stands

Specifically this corset, which is lovely but taking ages to season

Oh, there were also haggis Bon Bons!! They were wonderful!!!

And this is what I looked like immediately after taking it off after nine hours and you cannot tell me that is worse than a bra