Oct. 18th, 2009

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Finally admitted that my bras just don't fit any more. As I was planning on going to the fancy mall already for more skin grease (massage bars from LUSH), I decided to try a bra fitting at Nordstroms. Late Sunday morning is apparently a good time for this, because I got quick, eager service. I think the fitting lady was bored. Which is good, because I hate asking for help with things that I think I should have figured out before my late twenties.

First she measured my band size. 34, same as my old bras. I haven't worried much about bras in my life. I wore primarily sports bras up until college, and went back to mostly sports bras while in the navy. For the last couple of years, I've mostly been wearing tank tops with shelf support as my under layer. When I try to wear my bras, not much is covered. The fitter asked what I size I currently wore/owned, and I said B. She looked a bit shocked, and warned me that she suspected I was now at D. She brought back a couple of bras to try on, and the DD fit the best. Yep - B to DD. I guess not all my fat went to my belly.

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