Dearest Diary,
This evening was full of hussle for sure. From a rehearsal with a small chamber ensemble to a music lesson to a meal with a friend my thoughts somehow drifted to a previous interest. I began to reflect on the countless hours that ladies go through agonizing over their manner of dress when they might catch sight of a certain gentleman. And while some will advise to be true to themselves in their manner of dress, it is not always the sagest of wisdom. While quite unfortunate, it is apparent that being oneself is not always the surest strategy of becoming a bride.
Perhaps that is extreme but at the very least, it is not the practise for obtaining courtship. There can be such anguish over appearances and I wish it were not so, but I have no command over such matters. Therefore, upon my return from the mountains and springs, I shall have no more excuses for neglecting my figure. Perhaps then I shall be satisfied with my wardrobe.
There is much more to ponder, however, on the morrow...
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