Double Delightful
Today I finally drug my butt out to do some birthday shopping. I received a few gift certificates for the big two four, but I refused to go out and try on anything. I hate shopping anyway, add on that I have no idea what size to even try on, well, I was just avoiding the whole fiasco. But today I packed up the baby and headed down to the Plaza to spend mulah at the Gap and Victoria’s Secret. A conversation came up this weekend at my friend’s bachelorette party about bra sizes and when I revealed that I was a 36-C, I was told that I may, in fact, be a complete idiot. Apparently there was no way I was a C cup. So today I went to get fitted for a new bra, and I have to say, I am a complete idiot. But I’m a complete idiot with double D sized boobs!
Betcha really wanted to know that, didn’t you.
I was going to tell you that if you didn’t post that tidbit of info that I would make it very public on facebook! Silly tits ; )
That is a huge difference, damn those are some big ones, wow I am amazed.
Same thing happened to me. I used to think I was 34C, turns out I was 34D. Yuck. Did you have to buy the full coverage – grandma kind? Best of luck to you in your bigger bra hunt.
So where are my big ‘ole nursing boobs? I want DD’s too! (add incredibly annoying whining sounds)
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, I know I am a little late on the boob post but I can’t help but add my two cents. All I have to say is dido to what Lane said and I am terrified what will happen to me when I have kids.
I have a hard time believing you are a 36 instead of a 34….