I hit the ground running at Hillsdale Mall, feeling the shopping vibe strongly, knowing I was going to score. But the real score was getting three new bras. Don't laugh, bwana. I think most women go through life with the wrong bra size because looking for undergarments is such a monumental and potentially humiliating hassle. You find something that fits, and you stick with it, by gum, even years after you've outgrown that size or that style because trying on bras makes you feel like there's something wrong with your body.
Manufacturers have very odd ideas about women's breast shapes.
It's much, much worse than trying on clothes, believe me. Unfortunately, there aren't lots of sports bras made for women my size. So that was great. Bras that fit, clothes for the opera, a couple of new hair scrunchies, and a buoyant feeling. The only thing I didn't find was new shoes to go with the outfit, but there's always Saturday.