Lingerie shopping

As I now have found out my real measures for bras, I decided to go for some more lingerie shopping yesterday. I went to a special boutique again as I had decided never again buy bras in a supermarket. I once saw an interview with the Danish model, Renee Toft Simonsen, and she claimed that she buys all her lingerie at Føtex. I thought that if she can do it, why cannot I. Well, I am not Renee Toft Simonsen with perfect measures; I have no business in Føtex. After trying 300 different bras and ending up with two liters of milk; it can only be considered as awful waste of time.

At the Change boutique the girl asked my measures and I proudly told my round dimension but I lied about my cup size. WHAT THE HELL DID I DO THAT FOR? The girl would find out after two minutes that I had lied, and had to go and get a bigger cup size. I guess I am in need of several years’ therapy to work out my breast complex. And with a therapist I don’t mean a self-righteous psychologist who tells me to accept myself as I am. I mean a therapist who likes big hanging breasts and makes me feel desirable.

I ended up buying one romantic white bra and two very sexy black ones. At home I showed my new underwear to my husband. “Nice”, he says without paying any attention. “Nice? You are supposed to say sexy!” “What ever, sexy if you say so” my husband says, still not paying any attention to my new underwear. Well, JB wrote once in his blog that men don’t give a damn what women are wearing under their clothes. He said that it wouldn’t matter if we women were wearing a bison skin or an oilcloth that was kept on place with a garden hose, the only interesting thing is how they can get it off.

Quite disappointed about my husband's lacking reaction, I went on showing him the rest of my shopping. I had picked up my new eye glasses, just an extra pair to have in the car. “My God, you look just like Tina Fey (a blond version though). Bedroom, now.”

I give up, I understand nothing about men. And if my husband still claims he doesn’t have sexual fantasies, I can prove him wrong by just taking my new glasses on.