Loving the Denim Trend

 

I don't often follow trends, but this outfit was indeed inspired by one I saw in a fashion magazine recently. The denim jacket is new (from Fat Face), the white denim skirt is an old flea market purchase, and the shoes were from ModCloth about 4 years ago.

Also trying a bright new makeup look with blue smoky eye (mixing mua bright eyeshadow with model's own black), and a No7 coral lipstick.

Go Get A Bra Fitting

Earlier this week, I went to the local shopping centre for a look around the shops. I was taking my time, looking around, and as usual I went into my favourite lingerie shop to have a look around. There is a sale on at the moment, and I was considering to maybe buy a set. Because I love pretty underwear.

There is, however, one little thing that has been bugging me for some time; the fit of my bras seem to vary, some are better than others, but (I thought) I'm between sizes. Because of some awkward fits, I wasn't sure what size to get. So as I walked around, I thought maybe today is the day to be brave and ask about the FREE BRA FITTING that's advertised all over the shop floor (and that any self respecting lingerie shop will offer).

So I did. Girls, if you haven't done this before, do it. Yes, it does involve stripping to your bra, but that's something we've all already done in PE in school and at the doctor's already, right? It's really not too bad. I may only be saying that because the girl assisting me was really lovely, but still.

Measuring me, I came in as a 32B, the size I was wearing. However it didn't fit right, so the girl suggested I tried a C. She went to get one, and mentioned it didn't look big enough but try it on anyway. She came back after I put it on, looked at it, and went out to fetch a D. At this point I was puzzled, to put it mildly. 32D? Really? And I didn't think I had boobs. As that, too, appeared a little to small, the girl asked, seemingly as surprised as I was about the work involved in finding the size of my breasts, if they were real. At 32DD we finally had a fit.

As it turned out, this particular bra had a slightly smaller fit, so the next one I tried on I needed to get a D cup. Seemingly I'm still between sizes.

I can tell you one thing though, when I changed back into the bra I came in, I didn't now how I'd been able to wear that for so long. How did I not know it wasn't supposed to feel like that? How was I not terribly uncomfortable? So much so, in fact, that I went into the bathroom immediately after I had paid for my new underwear to get changed.