When things wear out & need to be replaced, value for what little money we have, is very important.
Which brings me to the vexing question of "Buying a Bra".
I have, in fact, blogged about this before. But in case some of you missed it, I thought I would share my recent misadventures, attempting to do the impossible.
First I tried a local outlet, which promises Bargains. Humph! Bargains would be a fine thing, if there was one item in the whole huge shop, which was in my size.
They have acres of bras, hanging on little plastic hangers-
They have bras for the pre-pubescant girls~ why do they bother?
They have bras for anorexics, in pretty colours, in pretty styles.
They have padded bras. Wired bras. Stuffed bras. Striped bras. Leery neon coloured bras. Black sexy bras. Pale pastel dreams in lace & froth.
They have bras like huge great trusses! They look as if they are made for cows! (Maybe they are?)
No, I didn't actually see any like these! Perhaps it would have made a nice change to have a laugh at.
Today is my youngest son's birthday.