Aug 25, 2007 17:18
So the kind and attractive people who work for the ATO found it in their hearts to return some money to me. This caused a burning sensation close to my groin which I realised was the money itching to be free of my pockets. I was only happy to oblige.
Considering the poor state of my current over the shoulder boulder holders I decided it was time to purchase some new boob catchers. Off I pop to Bra's n Things eagerly awaiting my new (must be, has to be, only want)BLACK intimate garments.
Skip to 45 mins later....
After trying on TWENTY SEVEN bras the harrassed shop assistant apologetically informed me I had gone through their entire stock. The 10DD were too small causing a very unattractive case of muffin top cleavage and the 10E's were cutting of circulation in all the wrong places Grrrr!
Off I pop to La Figure where Grandma Saggy Boobs has to help me with the clasps as my fingers are now suffering chronic fatigue and I'm all grumpy from looking at my pasty self in fluorescent lighted shop mirrors.
Thirty minutes later and I'm $130 poorer and carrying a bag containing items in BABY BLUE that look suspiciously similar to what I've seen hanging on my Mothers washing line.
Lets just say I am NOT bringing sexy back.