I seem to have a fetish, and I need to either know what it is

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I seem to have a fetish, and I need to either know what it is called so I can go bother other people for ideas, or I need ideas.

Basically I enjoy painful/inconvenient beauty rituals. I dry brush daily (don't buy the lymph thing, don't know if it's better than my previous exfoliation, but damn is it inconvenient), have been tightlacing/waist training for 4 years, epilate all my body hair, maintain an insane skincare regimen, wear a complicated array of foundation garments, eat/supplement a specific way, take ridiculously good care of my hair+elaborate healthy styling of it, run every day, lift weights religiously, enjoy the hell out of wearing my essix retainer, and that's about it.

I want more.

A few stipulations:

First, it either has to do nothing or at least do no aesthetic harm. Some limited health harm is okay. For example, I would buy an expensive product that doesn't do shit, but I won't buy one that would harm my skin even if it is the most painful, time-consuming and ritualized thing in the world. Health-wise, I won't take supplements that could fuck me up long term, particularly hormonally, but I will occasionally go on a water fast for fun.

Second, I prefer things that are outwardly subtle. Example: my corseted waist is about 6 inches less than my natural waist (so from 24 to 18), but with the exception of some dresses, I never show it off. Day to day, I keep it under loose/normal clothes and enough foundational garments to obscure the details of it. So it might be clear that I'm shapely under my t-shirt, but no hint of the waspy goodness within. I focus on radiant skin rather than clown makeup, etc etc.

Bonus points for really sexist/old-timey shit. Double bonus if it tickles my weebish fancy.

Spend my first years corseting in non-fetish waist training communities, the tightlacing fetishers seem more concerned with appearances/their Dom's cocks, than the discipline and reality of wearing.

Is there a name for this shit?