yesterday I was at Target for a new bra. I made my obligatory stop by the clearance rack and got lucky and found a really pretty dress for the same price of the bra I was going to get, so it was the dress instead. I get to the cashier and she started to have this lengthy conversation about fashion and she liked my choice of the dress even though it was the only one there, but I felt very tingly inside that she treated me like a girl friend, I'll think as others have suggested, I'll just remove the wire from the bra that it popped out of and see how that goes. I just couldn't resist the dress. just a fun day.
