Actually, I usually love bra shopping, because I leave the children at home to do it. In fact, when a group of my girlfriends got together for an overnight Ladies Night Out we went bra shopping... I even took pictures of us by the bra racks. (Scrapbooker tendencies...)
So, here is my favorite bra story...
I was in Victoria's Secret and I spied a very pretty bra, but they didn't have my size. So, I asked the saleslady if they had it in a 38D. She said that she would check the drawer underneath the rack. She then proceeded to tell me that they didn't have enough room on the rack for the D's. As I was dropping my jaw to the floor, she quickly backpedaled and said, "We don't have room for the A's either!" What she meant was there wasn't enough room from the wall to the edge of the rack to hang all the bra sizes so they just put out the B's and C's. Yeah, ok, but that isn't what she SAID!
Go, Hippy Hotties, GO!
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