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# "The Song of the Trousseau" This page satirizes the elaborate, restrictive nature of women's wedding preparations and clothing. The central illustration depicts a woman trapped within or emerging from an oval frame—possibly representing a mirror or the constraining corset itself—surrounded by the garments and accessories required for marriage: wraps, corsets, gowns, sleeves, ruffles, and bands. The accompanying poem by Madeline S. Bridge presents the woman's perspective as she endures this uncomfortable "dressing" process, complaining of being pinned, basted, hauled about, and made into a "perfect wreck" by her trousseau. The shoes displayed below emphasize the physical toll. The satire critiques how Victorian marriage transforms women into ornamental objects, sacrificing comfort and autonomy for appearance and social expectation.

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THE SONG OF THE TROUSSEAU. RAP, and corset, and gown, Sleeve, and ruffle, and band— Fitting me, up and down— As long as I've strength to stand. Pinning me in and out, Basting me out and in, Vexed that I've grown so stout— Grumbling because I'm thin. Watching my eyes and hair, Suiting my cheek and neck, Hauling me here and there, Until I'm a perfect wreck. Band, and ruffle, and sleeve ; Oh, the first bride was blest— Dear little happy Eve, In love and innocence dressed. Madeline S. Bridge, comicbooks.com