this is my 200th post since i began blogging on july 1, 2005. that means i've posted an entry 46% of the days i could have (granted some of the days i posted twice, but, hey, this is not an exact science!). i hope to bring my percentage up in the next 100 entries...like a baseball player in september hoping to get their numbers up before contract negotiations begin post-world series.
but you don't really care about my numbers, do you?
instead, i offer this...
victoria's secret is a lie...there is nothing secret about that store or it's marketing. they have an "in your face" style that doesn't leave anything to the imagination, except the burning question of why they hire the clerks they do?
many moons ago, i was a much stouter woman. during that time in my life, i tried to buy a bra there, you know, to help me feel sexier at a time when i was not feeling particularly sexy. i was told that their sizes weren't made for women of my stature. perhaps i should try lane bryant. thanks for that suggestion and oh, by the way, ouch, you hurt my feelings. and also, way to make me feel very not sexy, ladies.
flash forward a number of years to the present day...
over the weekend i trotted my not so portly bod into victoria's secret to get my free pair of undies and to use my birthday $10 off any purchase coupon. the salesclerk advised me that i could also get $10 off any bra. so i thought i'd give it a try. (you can see where this is going, can't you, dear reader?) although i could now find a bra that would fit around me (i feel compelled to mention, that it is the second to the smallest size they carry) but, victoria's secret does not make anything in my particular teeny tiny cup size. what was even more upsetting was the fact that the clerk drew attention to my odd breast shape in front of no less than 3 other customers asking me if i knew the bra cup gapped at the top. what happended to the "secret" part of the equation, girlie? i left empty-handed and humiliated.
on my to-do list this week...go to nordstrom and get a proper bra fitting by a properly discreet and well-trained bra specialist and call victoria's secret and cancel my credit card.