Yesterday after I dropped the boys off at school I stop by JC Penney to do a little shopping. I needed to buy some new sports bras. While looking the lingerie section I was asked if I needed some help.
“May I help you?” – Older saleslady
“Um, well…I am looking for some new sports bras.” – Me
“What size do you wear.” – Older saleslady
“36 A.” – Me
“You don’t look like a 36 A.” – Older saleslady
“I don’t?” – Me
Before I could argue with the lady about how I have always been a 36 A she grabbed her measuring tape and wrapped in around my body. First she measured me just below my breasts and then around the top of them.
“See. Just what I thought. You are a 34 B. Maybe even a C if you go with a underwire.” – Older saleslady
“What? Oh no. That can’t be right. I have always been a 36 A.” – Me
“Well, not anymore.” – Older saleslady
The saleslady grabbed a few styles of sports bras in 34 B and C cups. She told me to go to the dressing room and try them on. I walked to the dressing room feeling very pessimistic about the bra fitting results. First I tried on the 34 B. Too small. My mouth fell open wide as I could not believe my eyes. Next I tried on a 34 C underwire and it was a perfect fit.
As I looked n the mirror I could not get over what I saw. A bra that fit with no gaps and lifting my saggy breast high. It was amazing. A huge smile came over my face. I did a few poses showing off my new ‘busty’ figure. After trying on a few more bras I put my old bra on and got dressed. I walked out from the dressing room and was greeted by the saleslady.
“Well?” – Older saleslady
“They fit. The 34 C fits.” - Me (huge silly grin)
“See I told you.”- Older saleslady
I went down a band size and up a cup size. I felt like dancing in the isles. For my men readers here is how I can relate to you how happy I felt. Imagine you are getting ready to have sex with your wife and she goes to get a condom. As she places the condom on your maleness she says to you, “It doesn’t fit. It’s too small and it’s not long enough.” Imagine how fabulous you would feel when she tells you, “You need a bigger size condom.” Well, that is how I felt hearing I’m a bigger cup size. Pretty stinking happy.
After looking around for a bit longer I picked out two sports bras and headed over the sexy lingerie section. The selection of sexy bras for my new size was three times larger than I have ever seen before bra shopping. My smile got even bigger.
A bigger bra size may not mean much to you, but to me it’s a little bit of good news.