I work from home. Some days, I never manage to even get dressed - because I don't have to (this is NOT a good thing, because it also means I don't go outside and get exercise, but that's a different issue). I've mostly been wearing stretch capris from Costco year round, because why should I spend money on "real" clothes?
We leave on Wednesday for a trip back east, to my 40th college reunion, and then to NYC to see friends and go to see Phantom of the Opera, and then down to NoVA where I will be going into my office for the first time in over a year (up until now, I had gone back for a week at a time 3-5 time a year, but this last year, the firm was in a cash flow crunch and I simply had no need to be there), and to see my mom and sister (OldBroad); while in the office, a potential new client from Asia will be coming in for a meet-n-greet. So - I have to dress up and look fancy/professional a few times in the next couple of weeks. This is NOT my favorite thing to do, AT.ALL.
Last summer, I was interviewing for a job in Europe and had to be prepared for a last minute trip to the UK for a formal interview (which never happened :-( ) - so I bought some fit-for-interviewing slacks and sheath dresses and jackets and tops, most of which I have never worn. I knew I needed some kind of foundation garments to smooth the lumpy parts, so I tried them on yesterday for my daughter (who got her taste, style and discernment from someone other than me) and made her go with me to the mall. She noted that my bras (from Soma) were not doing the job they needed to in keeping the girls up where they belong, so after a brief diversion to the dress sale at Macy's (CUTE 50's style sundresses are in this year - VERY flattering! I got one!), we headed for lingerie. I hate that place.
After trying to wriggle and writhe into a variety of Spanx-type options of varying levels of ridiculousness and discomfort (and keeping in mind that my nearly 62 year old, post-2-babies bladder gives me about 90 seconds of leeway between the thought that I have to pee and the inevitable release of sphincter control), I found a thigh-to-just-under the bra shorts type of compression garment that had sufficient smoothing vs. suffocation factor, and which I can peel off quickly enough. And then - the bra shopping.
First, I should be grateful that Macy's carries Wacoal bras - they didn't use to carry anything near the sizes I need, and now they do. But DAMN! I have lost a little bit of weight recently - just enough to be under 200 some days - and I'm post-menopausal, so HOW IN THE HELL are my boobs getting BIGGER?
I left Macy's with 4 new bras (don't ask the price), two 38Gs and two 36Hs. I didn't even know bras CAME in those sizes.
And at least to me, my boobs don't look that outsized - about 1/3 of what's in there is side-boobage from excess skin that needs to be removed, but I can't deal with the idea of more reconstructive surgery. But those bra sizes sound ridiculous!
But they do make the dresses fit better.
Anyone else getting BIGGER? Or are they just changing the bra sizes these days - some kind of reverse vanity sizing?
We leave on Wednesday for a trip back east, to my 40th college reunion, and then to NYC to see friends and go to see Phantom of the Opera, and then down to NoVA where I will be going into my office for the first time in over a year (up until now, I had gone back for a week at a time 3-5 time a year, but this last year, the firm was in a cash flow crunch and I simply had no need to be there), and to see my mom and sister (OldBroad); while in the office, a potential new client from Asia will be coming in for a meet-n-greet. So - I have to dress up and look fancy/professional a few times in the next couple of weeks. This is NOT my favorite thing to do, AT.ALL.
Last summer, I was interviewing for a job in Europe and had to be prepared for a last minute trip to the UK for a formal interview (which never happened :-( ) - so I bought some fit-for-interviewing slacks and sheath dresses and jackets and tops, most of which I have never worn. I knew I needed some kind of foundation garments to smooth the lumpy parts, so I tried them on yesterday for my daughter (who got her taste, style and discernment from someone other than me) and made her go with me to the mall. She noted that my bras (from Soma) were not doing the job they needed to in keeping the girls up where they belong, so after a brief diversion to the dress sale at Macy's (CUTE 50's style sundresses are in this year - VERY flattering! I got one!), we headed for lingerie. I hate that place.
After trying to wriggle and writhe into a variety of Spanx-type options of varying levels of ridiculousness and discomfort (and keeping in mind that my nearly 62 year old, post-2-babies bladder gives me about 90 seconds of leeway between the thought that I have to pee and the inevitable release of sphincter control), I found a thigh-to-just-under the bra shorts type of compression garment that had sufficient smoothing vs. suffocation factor, and which I can peel off quickly enough. And then - the bra shopping.
First, I should be grateful that Macy's carries Wacoal bras - they didn't use to carry anything near the sizes I need, and now they do. But DAMN! I have lost a little bit of weight recently - just enough to be under 200 some days - and I'm post-menopausal, so HOW IN THE HELL are my boobs getting BIGGER?
I left Macy's with 4 new bras (don't ask the price), two 38Gs and two 36Hs. I didn't even know bras CAME in those sizes.
And at least to me, my boobs don't look that outsized - about 1/3 of what's in there is side-boobage from excess skin that needs to be removed, but I can't deal with the idea of more reconstructive surgery. But those bra sizes sound ridiculous!
But they do make the dresses fit better.
Anyone else getting BIGGER? Or are they just changing the bra sizes these days - some kind of reverse vanity sizing?
