« text | 26-01-2012 »
Not to be frivolous or anything…
…but I had time to kill after class today so I went to a local lingerie shop for a fitting. I’d never been professionally sized in my life and I’d always wanted to visit that shop so I figured why not? The lady was very very nice and couldn’t stop marveling at how tiny my ribs and back were despite my bustiness. I’d always thought I was a 34C, but according to her I’m a 32D. She put me into a nice little Betsey Johnson number and it indeed felt very comfortable.
32D? I’ll take it.