I've made and worn corsets from a number of different eras, and this piece is based on my personal experience. My re-enactor friends will find a few things to disagree with here, and I have deliberately cited difficulties that are increased at the tighter end of the "lacing scale." Nevertheless, see what you think:
Corsets and Morality in the Victorian Era
Every woman, perhaps especially those youngsters growing up
now who seem to have so little idea of what “women’s liberation” is all about,
should spend a day wearing the undergarments that our foremothers had to
endure. The myth of the Victorian lady helpless to retrieve her dropped
handkerchief is no myth. Victorian corsetry was designed to mold and contain
the female form, which (like woman herself) was by cultural definition
naturally weak and unable to support itself. Feminine weakness was both
physical and moral; her tight lacing kept her upright, contained, and virtuous.
The term “loose woman” originally referred to the woman who did not lace her
corsets tightly and was therefore (again by cultural definition) morally lax as
well.
Women policed each other carefully; it is the real triumph
of the patriarchy that we women are complicit in our own enslavement, thereby
rendering it even more difficult to see the patriarchal origins of the
restrictions. As Morgan (1999) notes, the patriarchy is not a “transhistorical,
monolithic spectre for women.” Rather, there is a “diverse dynamics of the
reality of female subordination,” in which women “were never merely passive
victims of patriarchy, but often crucial to its perpetration” (p. 93).
A corset is an odd garment to wear. Although a properly
fitting corset is not painful if tight lacing is avoided, it does not allow for
freedom of movement. A corset is difficult to put on without help, at least the
first time before one gets the lacing adjusted, or if one is dressing to fit
into a ball gown that requires, as mine does, a smaller waist than one’s day
dress. Pulling the laces tight often results in a lightheaded feeling that,
fortunately, quickly passes. Once in place, the corset alters one’s breathing:
One’s chest expands not outwards but upwards, pushing one’s bosom toward one’s
chin with every breath. A good corset does wonders for the posture, without one
needing to make any effort whatsoever. One can slump within the corset without
changing one’s posture outwardly. No inward strength is required. Clothing can
be as elaborate and delicate around the midsection as desired, since one does
not disarrange the waistline by either bending (impossible), breathing (redirected),
or overeating (painful and definitely not recommended).
A corset generally does not hurt when first donned, but only
as the day goes on. Pressure from any folds or creases in the undergarments
begin to wear on the skin; the lower end of the ribcage begins to bruise from
pressure against the steels. The underarms are sometimes rubbed raw by the
pressure of the bones through their casings, especially if the corset is a tiny
bit too long, or if one has begun slumping from the pain of having one’s spine
held in a fixed position for hours on end. Then, just when bedtime comes and
one expects sweet relief at last, one discovers the corset’s final misery: It
hurts even more when one takes it off than it did when it was on. The reason
for this eludes my understanding, but it is true nevertheless. For the first
few minutes that the corset is off, one nearly wishes to put it back on again.
Corsets functioned to both create and maintain many of the
Victorian myths about the frailty of woman (Steele, 2001). The effect of the
corset on the female body is remarkable. Muscles that nature intended to
support the body are not used, and the woman becomes, over time, quite
literally weak and unable comfortably to hold herself upright for long periods.
The displacement and deformation of the ribs and internal organs of the wearer
are legendary, as are the tales (possibly apocryphal) of those who had ribs removed in order to
achieve a slimmer waist. Breathing is restricted and a woman is far more likely
to faint because of it. One can only with difficulty tie one’s own shoes or
retrieve a dropped hankie; one becomes literally helpless. Women who had to
work for a living, or those who kept their own houses because they could not
afford servants, could not wear their corsets laced fashionably tight and still
function; they were literally, if not morally, “looser” than their wealthier
sisters.
Then there is that other fashion innovation of the mid-19th
century, the cage crinoline. The crinoline, or hoop skirt as we now know it, consists
of a variable number of steel bands encased in cloth. It was hailed as an
invention that freed women from the close confines of numerous heavy petticoats
catching about their ankles. True enough. The crinoline, which in its heyday
around 1860 might be twelve feet or more in circumference at the lower edge,
left plenty of space around the ankles.
Plenty of space, that is, for drafts to
reach one’s private parts (the long drawers of that day were made of two
separate legs connected only at the waistband), plenty of area out of sight
under one’s skirt so that one could trip on almost anything, plenty of skirt
volume to swing, sway, knock things over, and hinder one’s passage through
doorways and up stairs. More than one woman was burned to death when her dress
brushed into an open fireplace or a bonfire on the street. And, in the context
of undergarments and morality, one attribute of the hoop skirt should be noted:
It is difficult to reach one’s nether parts, either for hygiene or
self-defense, while wearing a large hoop. How curious that a garment designed
to “free” women from restrictions functioned, in fact, to decrease their
mobility and increase both their sexualization and their vulnerability.
Aside from a very few gentlemen who, out of vanity and an
expanding midsection, wore corsets for dress occasions (Steele, 2001), what man
would for an instant put up with the constant daily restriction on function
that the Victorian woman lived with? The patriarchal and paternalistic beliefs about and
restrictions upon women were both fostered and supported by women’s dress. Best
of all for the patriarchy, the men almost never had to say a word; women
themselves did the enforcing!
Morgan, S. (1999). Redressing the balance, transforming the
art: New theoretical approaches in religion and gender history. In D. F. Sawyer
& D. M. Collier (Eds.), Is there a future for feminist theology? (pp.
84-98). Sheffield, U.K.: Sheffield Academic Press.
Steele, V. (2001). The
corset: A cultural history. New Haven, CT: Yale University Press.
2 comments:
I already know quite a bit about corsets and what's known as "waist training," but had never thought about the perils of crinolines. Fascinating. And has it not ever been thus that women police their/our own gender? A condition that seems only to develop among a class of people considered inferior to another. Men don't police each other in matters of grooming, manners, "appropriate" behavior.....at least, not to the degree that women do. Sigh.
Thanks for posting this, Kay!
Yup. And even more "perilous": Imagine just how helpless a woman is when her petticoat is tipped over her face and upper body. I didn't put that in the dissertation, but I know in my heart that this scenario played out many, many times.
I still can't understand the why of women's compliance with patriarchal culture and its norms and mores, except because of fear of losing protection, status, whatever: the kind of "learned helplessness" that's taught to girls from infancy. That has to be why men--and women--in so many cultures fight so hard to keep women from education and any sense of their own capabilities and intrinsic worth as human beings.
Frightening.
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