Last Saturday, Barbara convinced me to go for a bra fitting at Nordstrom.
She lured me in with the promise of the best Taiwanese dim sum at Din Tai Fung.
They have a Michelin star.
And boy was the food awesome!
I licked my plate clean, I swear.
But on to the bra fitting.
I went into a fitting room with Debbie, my Nordstom bra fitter.
I got topless.
She pulled out her measuring tape and measured me. . .
. . . and declared me to be a 38G.
I didn’t even know that boobs could grow that big, let alone that they make bras that big!
All along I thought I was a D. Perhaps a double D.
But Barbara knew better.
Debbie proceeded to find me bras and helped me try them on.
Odd being topless around a fully clothed stranger, but okay. . .
In the end, I bought one bra.
Apparently well sized bras for big boobs don’t come cheap.