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Things That Make You Go HMMMM - - - - #20

I've learned two things today.

Nobody is allergic to Benedryl. No one. Not a soul. You may have a reaction, but it won't be an allergic reaction. So, if you are having an allergic reaction, you will get Benedryl.
Don't buy bras online.

I have told you about my Zulily addiction. So, when I found these really sexy, really snazzy, really pretty bras on their site, I decided I had to buy a couple. Especially since they were for a killer price. Besides, they were being sold by a woman known for her fat lady clothes and making money on her own girth by styling for those women known as plus sizes - so she should know how sizes work, right?

These bras are gorgeous and they arrived today. So excited. The first one is this black/pink combination and is gorgeous. Very sexy and I really liked it. But, it was a tad bit tight. Maybe as my weight slowly falls off.

The second one, I could barely clasp. I finally get it on and my body into it. Oh my hell!!! It's so tight and crazy, my fat scrunches up and over the bra. I look like I am being cut in two. It is horrible. I know it's horrible when Ted looks at me and says, "it might be a little too small". So, I've taken it off, and I don't know when I'll ever get it back on again.

So - this message is to you, Ms. Delta Burke. If you are going to suggest that you are making clothing for my big fat butt, please don't pretend that your sizing is correct. I can go into any store in the world and find a 38C bra and it will fit. Some fit a little better than others. But, your bra ma'am, is in no way, shape or form, a 38C. Sorry Charlie!!

HMMMMMMM.

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