I had a gift certificate to Lane Bryant and the day off so I went shopping. I figure I need to buy bras, and didn't know what my size might be now. Bra shopping sucks, nothing I tried on made my bosom look good, by the end of the day I was hating my midsection, too, or maybe that was just the lighting. I started out with a pretty good body image, came home flat. Is the fault with the bras or my boobs? Whatever.
I've been a 42DD for a long time. Well, now that I've lost 60 pounds, it seems my bra size is now about a 42DD. In fact, I wonder what kind of luck I'd have with a 44DDD. I bought a 44DD but by that point I wasn't even trying bras on anymore, I just figured I'd try it on at home and if it sucked, return it. Haven't tried any DDD yet.
Meanwhile, apparently Walmart's attitude to tall women is "Sorry, we don't serve your kind here." I have got to stop going to that particular Walmart hoping to find tall size jeans. All these flared jeans are killing me! Can I please just have the classic jeans, with the waistline up around the waist and the legs slighting tapered or even straight? Shopping for jeans and bras effing kills me. I did get a new blouse. But what I probably need are turtlenecks and sweaters.
Well, my Mom owes me a shopping trip for my birthday, too, so I'll get that taken care of anyway, though it does sound a little like torture right now.