Wedding Woes: Perfection (f)or Bust!
Earlier today, I was slipping downward. I didn't like myself and I didn't like my life. Instead of wallowing in my dark cloud, I broke through and made myself do something new, something I hadn't really done before. I went for a bra fitting. My mom has been pushing me to find a bustier to wear for my wedding next year. I haven't decided if that's something I'm going to do yet but I figured the information would be valuable.
I just popped into the little shop downtown, no appointment needed. Behind the counter was a sweet, little old lady and she was the only person in the store. I was able to get measured and try on somethings. Thing, actually. Just one in the entire store was in my size. It fit alright but not so much in the bust area. My problem is that I feel like I'm built like a man. I've got wide hips and shoulders, a big butt and no bust. Since it wasn't everything I had dreamed it would be, I left it at the store.
But since I've got my measurements, I can look through online catalogs and see what's out there for bridal shapewear for bigger ladies and really find something that works perfectly.
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