bra shopping

Bra Shopping

Another first for me… I went to a lingerie store and picked out a couple of bras to try on.

Normally, I shop in department stores for this kind of thing, and just make a guess, then take them home and try them and return them if necessary.  Also, I usually let GF pay, so she can be the one to return them.

Anyway, there was a cute girl dressed in the lingerie store’s own PJ’s in charge of the fitting area.  As I approached, she asked me how many items I had, and then, noting the bras, asked their size.  Thereafter, she escorted me to my change room, telling me that she had been trained in fitting bras, and would be only to happy to check the fit for me once I had tried them on.

I smiled at her and nodded, hoping I wouldn’t have to endure any further helpfulness from her and thanking my lucky stars that she seemed to have no idea about my abject poverty in the mammary department.

As it happens, those 38Bs were perfectly shaped and sized – to adhere to my chest whichever way I moved – with a healthy dose of padding in the cup.

As I may mentioned in the past, I have more or less dispensed with breast forms, finding that they make me feel a bit false.  They kinda went out with the wig, and for similar reasons.  So, copiously padded bras are my preference now, and I have two lovely new ones!

One might have been enough, but it was buy one, get one at 50% off…  what’s a girl to do?