Perhaps I can also be of assistance in this matter:
LOL!!!!!
But you won't debate this.
Why are you making it harder than it is????
Just show us a pick Backfagg LOL
http://youtube.com/watch?v=alJWEgIhF9A
Is this man an idiot?#
stopped at Victoria's Secret yesterday on my way home because I had done no other Black Friday shopping - I needed to replace a few bras anyways, I figured. When I went in and tried on my normal size (34-b), it fit like it always has, but I decided to ask a saleslady for a fitting anyways. The last time I can remember having a bra-fitting was probably four years ago, bra-shopping with my mom. Since then I've obviously changed size, and about two years ago I determined my own size through hours of trial-and-error in a dressing room.
The saleslady wrapped the measuring tape around me and told me I needed to try on a 34-c. I laughed in her face. "No, I'm a very small b," I replied, determined to let her know that "the c-cup" was a very lofty idea that I assumed might happen during pregnancy some day, if my boobs were up to it. She didn't seem to understand that I was the girl that could easily wear halter tops bra-less. Furthermore, my old roommate was a 34-c, and hers were HUGE. Nothing like mine. She rolled her eyes at me, and brought me back a 34-c, 34-b, and a 36-b. She instructed me to try each one on and see which fit the best.
I did, and she was right. The fit of the hot pink 34-c she brought was perfect. I suddenly had cleavage, and more importantly a justification to guiltlessly replace my other bras. At $45 a pop, sometimes it's hard to stick by the six-month expiration on bras that style gurus like to repeat.
I picked out four new ones and scored one of those flashy-totes that Vickie's was giving away yesterday (big, gaudy, and shiny plastic - I will never use it). Moral of the story is... all you ladies should go in and get fitted because you might be surprised.
LOL, but you bootlickers still can't get me a pic