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First time trying on my waist trainer

I’ve always longed for a more feminine figure and a nice waistline. Shapewear is fine to a point but for real definition I realised I would have to try a corset. But I don’t know where to start with corsets so have dipped my toe in the water with a latex waist trainer.
What is a latex waist trainer? It’s a kind of stretchy corset with hook and eye fastening down the front.
Waist trainer 
It looks nice, really high quality. The only negative is that it feels a bit rubbery although that’s only on the outside, it is soft cotton on the side that touches your skin.

The “before” picture 

Ok, what are we starting with?
Well, natural waist is about 34” and my tummy is a bit lumpy

Oh dear, that is not a very flattering picture is it!

Let’s get this waist trainer on and see what difference it makes....

Waist trainer on, first row of hooks

Well, that was easier said than done!
I’m in, how does it feel?
Not quite as I expected, but in a good way. It feels nice. Like an all over hug! I thought it might cut in or feel tight and restricting but it doesn’t. It’s actually really comfy. 
But the big question is, have I changed my waist?
Let’s have a look...

No!
What? How did that happen?
Got to try tighter and see how much that does

Waist trainer last row of hooks

Let’s see if full tightening makes a difference and whether I can still breathe!

Well, I got it done up and this does feel tight now. But still comfy as it moves when I breathe. The moment of truth...

No difference on my measurements then. 
But a significant improvement in my shape. 
Nicely defined all the way down my sides, love handles banished. 
And my tummy, completely flat. 

My verdict on my waist trainer 

The shape it gives me is perfect, lovely. 
Difference to my measurements, not much, although one unexpected benefit is an extra inch on my bust! Must have moved some of me upwards a bit. 
Really unexpected benefit is how comfy it is, even fully tight. 
Overall, I think it’s a keeper. 
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