Day 305 of 365
It's still a secret, just not mine.
Today was all about the one article of clothing I've had a love/hate relationship with most of my adult life.
It's the first thing I take off when I get home and the last thing I put on when I go out the door. I've surrendered to the idea that it's a necessary barrier between me and the judgments of society.
FYI... we all have nipples!
On my 305th day I went to Victoria's Secret for a proper brassiere fitting.
I've been told that this is the place to go if you want to be comfortable in your underwire, which I am not. I walked in to the store and asked the salesperson for a fitting. Her question to me, "would you like it right in the middle of the store or in a dressing room?
Who wants their breasts measured out in the middle of the showroom floor? Of course I want to go to a fitting room! She asked me a few questions about my current undergarment which is a basic sport fit. She wrapped me with a measuring tape and ran off to get me a few items to try.
This fitting room is about 150 degrees inside which adds to my level of discomfort. She handed me two articles and after trying both I didn't get the fit that everyone raves about.
More bras later and I'm scratching my head to figure out why the side of my boob is sticking out the top of this bra. This isn't quite right and maybe she was using the metric side of that measuring tape.
Victoria gets to keep her secrets because I walked out of the store empty handed. I understand my measurements have nothing to do with what I'm comfortable in.
This shouldn't be so difficult.
Love & Light
I planted my #365rockdays rock.