
It's been a while since I have had a properly fitting bra. It seems as I have had kids, lost weight, gained weight, had more kids etc. I just haven't taken the time to get a proper fitting. Well, I finally did it. Thanks to my good friend Angela, for prodding me along with a birthday gift card, I made my way to Monrovia's Wizard of Bras. There, they keep track of your size and the style of bras that you buy. Now mind you, I haven't been there for at least 3 years. The record indicated that my last bra was a size 34 E. What size did I walk out in? That would be 34 B. Yea baby, I'm back to my original size. Whoever said that being busty was fun, clearly hasn't been without. I think being without is way better than being with. I'm not sure most men would agree, but I'm sure the women can all relate.