17-05-2013, 05:31
After cardiac rehab today I decided I would go to a proper lingerie store and overcome my fear of being sized. At 13-14 I got sized in a department store and it was just awkward - the lady had trouble measuring me because of my back brace and bought this other woman in, so there were four of us (including my mum and me) in the change room. Anyway, I went it today and the lady serving me had ear problems, so she talked really loud. There was another guy in the store with a pram, so I guess his partner was trying stuff on. I had this really ugly sports bra on and she measured me over the the top of it - I came out as in between 10B and 10C, better than I had hoped for. I guess four months of NBE must be doing something. We went and looked through the racks and she was talking the whole time "DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR? WE DON'T HAVE ANY 10C's LEFT IN THIS ONE... I'M SORRY FOR YELLING I'M NOT BEING RUDE." The man with the pram was watching us smiling and I said "I think I would have been embarrassed if I was still a teenager." So it wasn't the most subtle experience, but I came out with a gorgeous dark blue push up in a 10C so I guess it was worth it!