donut? do not!
There's nothing quite like the mirrors in a fitting room to make you rethink that donut you were planning for afternoon tea. And also to immediately regret every other donut you've ever eaten. In your life. Along with assorted desserts, chocolates and last summer's truck load of icecream. Last Saturday, after many years of putting it off, I finally went bra shopping. Well, why not? There was a sale, I could get more than one for a reasonable cost. In the intimate apparel department, there is a handy little touch screen thingy where you can enter your measurements to see what size you should be buying. I ignored that. Pfft!! I knew what size I was! I discovered very quickly that the style I've worn for the last century or so, simply doesn't exist anymore. There were similar ones, in the same brand, but not a damn thing in plain white. Okay, there were plenty of bras in plain white, but they weren't what I was looking for. ...