The Victoria’s Secret bra-helper-lady said it. Specifics don’t matter, it just matters that the Victoria’s Secrect bra-measurer-lady said I was perfect as she sized me up in the bra stall. Maybe I haven’t made myself clear… the word “perfect” was used in a bra stall with me in it. Some call it a changing room, it felt more like a stall of bras.
Hey – I’ll take what I can get, ladies. I’ve had 3 kids. Assume as you will, 3 kids and nursing will do no woman any favors. So, when she measured me and said, “Oh, well YOU are a PERFECT 36.” I nearly gasped. Aw, shucks. Really? Never mind the fact that I am smack-dab in the middle of 2 cup sizes (so convenient), my Victoria’s Secret attendant for the evening said I was, “………………. perfect………”.
She should know.
now that is impressive! how nice to be perfect. I will have to go see that lady…
I am so glad you posted this! Hooray! They are perfect. Wonderful!