I've been feeling down and really out of sorts since last night, so this morning I decided to stop at the Walmart store closest to my home and see if they had a bra that I saw on line. I'm still overweight and need a bra with a 42 band, and in Fruit Of The Loom I thought it'd be hard to find. Well they only had one in the wirefree style I wanted and I immediately picked it up. A beige 42C. Then the sales assistant showed me a very different underwire style in a 42D and said with a nice smile "Did you say 42D also?" and went on "Sorry you probably don't want polka dots, but these will fit well if you're wearing a 42C in that style." I wasn't actually embarrassed, but since I no longer hide my breast I should have expected that she'd say something. Then another female customer walked up and asked for help, and the sales assistant politely said "One moment, I'm helping this man." So when the customer looked directly at my face, and then at my breasts, the embarrassment hit and I quickly picked up the polka dot bra while saying "These two will be fine." I thanked the assistant and left.
So I finally decided to try on the bras about an hour ago. The bra I went shopping for just didn't fit right, and it looked baggy for some reason. But the polka dot bra fits perfectly. It has a bit of room to let me grow, it covers very nicely, and it's not wrinkled or bunched up at all. It feels so good to finally find a bra that fits, especially after all the bras I've gone through in the last 5 or 6 years (I've been dropping them off at Goodwill). And then I actually tried on the tops I picked out several weeks ago. I don't know if it's just the self confidence of finding the new bra, or if I'm just looking better. But two of the tops look very pleasing now.
And so thank you Walmart sales assistant, I love the polka dots. Too bad I can't take a picture to show it off. It's such a mood lifter.
Kathy
