While out shopping yesterday I decided to buy Bra's .After browsing the racks , rails and shelves with half a dozen boxes in my arms I sought out an assistant who insisted I should really be fitted and measured . I hate fitting rooms and getting undressed in fitting rooms but I complied with the girl , I went into the fitting room , bared my body to a girl who was just about out of school .I must admit she was very kind and helpful . She decided that one bra,.that was more like a straight jacket was perfect . Well !! it might have been perfect in her eyes but to me it was hidious . Yes, it was comfortable but ugly .
I decided that having got the thing on it could stay on , I'll take it I said . Please put the bra I was wearing when I came in into the bag , I wanted to pay and get out .
I am the owner of a bra,. that will be o'k if I want to go in business as a dominatrix . I just need thigh high boots and a whip .
Next week I shall try John Lewis
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2 comments:
So I am picturing the Bra equivalent of the metal shields worn by Viking opera singers.
Funny story! I don't think I'd have been as cooperative!
Cass
Hee hee, already read about your Bra shopping... Bluebell blogged about it!
I think you could pretty up that new bra with some embroidery or lace!
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