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Not a good night.

I am having some HORRENDOUS body image issues this evening, triggered by needing to return the third too-small bra I've purchased in the space of a month. (And fuck you very much, Intimacy, for having been the ones to assure me that the first size I bought was what I needed.)

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silkensteel
Dec. 21st, 2013 05:26 am (UTC)
It happens. I swear sometimes that there's a part of China where the relativity is really off, and their measuring sticks are off by 10% relative to us, and their shoe lasts are numbered irrelevant to what foot sizes there are. (Grumbles at her new boots which are just a metric poonhair too tight.)
kshandra
Dec. 21st, 2013 07:09 am (UTC)
I love you for using the phrase "metric poonhair."
filkerdave
Dec. 21st, 2013 02:14 pm (UTC)
Metric poonhair may be my new favorite phrase
browngirl
Dec. 21st, 2013 05:59 am (UTC)
Ugh, I hear you.
*commiserations and warm hugs*
kshandra
Dec. 21st, 2013 07:09 am (UTC)
I'm pretty sure 48L is a bus line I used to take, not a bra size.
realmjit
Dec. 22nd, 2013 10:27 pm (UTC)
Depending on the manufacturer, and whether they use American or European sizing, my cup size varies between J and M.
fjm
Dec. 21st, 2013 08:52 am (UTC)
Ah, they are just jealous of your bounteousness.
leiacat
Dec. 21st, 2013 01:51 pm (UTC)
I've always thought this was a natural consequence of shopping online. GIven that in a normal store I can easily try on three items of the same alleged size (and sometimes even of the same brand) and they pull the three bears trick on me, I've given up entirely on believing in anything that _should_ fit unless it _does_ fit. And if it fits, I draw zero conclusions from what it says, because size labels are traitors.
silkensteel
Dec. 22nd, 2013 03:57 am (UTC)
When my aunt worked (for years, she did) at Polly's, a somewhat upscale boutique in Atlantic City, she told me that none of the dresses or other things had size numbers on them. They had everything racked by size, but didn't have numbers on the rack markers. You grew a relationship with "your" woman, who knew what size you said you were, and what size dress actually fit you. They knew different makers had different sizing patterns, and there was no point in pretending that a size 10 from one company was the same as for another. If you said you were a size 6, 8, 10, 12, whatever, that's what size you were and "your" woman knew it and always knew where to get the right dress off the rack.

Can't get that kind of service anymore most places. Shame, that.
dafydd
Dec. 21st, 2013 05:30 pm (UTC)
*hughug*
sarahendipity
Dec. 23rd, 2013 08:15 am (UTC)
I've come to the conclusion that no matter your size, bras are the devil. Up until two months ago I wore a 36A and the cups had room to spare. Now my favorite wired bra is a 38C and the cup has just as much room as the A did. Of all types of shopping, shopping for clothes for myself is the worst.
realmjit
Dec. 31st, 2013 01:04 am (UTC)
I hate apparel shopping because everything looks like unicorn poop and clown vomit.
johnpalmer
Dec. 24th, 2013 11:46 pm (UTC)
You know, if more economists had tits, I think the myth that the free market will fix things would be more thoroughly chopped up and burned like a proper zombie idea should be.

(That's not to say that the market can't come up with some fine solutions - sometimes to problems that don't even exist - but the idea that it *will* fix even all of the big, obvious things? It is to laugh.)
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