No, She Wasn’t Joking
Me: I bought a new dress and it needs some work.
My tailor: Put it on and show me.
I go into the change room, put on the dress, and come back out.
Me: The bodice is a little loose, especially around my boobs.
My tailor plucks at the material over my chest, pulls it back, forward, up, down.
My tailor: Get a bigger bra.