Thursday, October 3, 2019

73. The Town Shop

I'm a bad and impatient shopper. So, after acknowledging that fiver-year-old bras are shaky foundations, I went to the Upper West Side of Manhattan to The Town Shop, where someone actively looks for something that fits. All the frustrating work is done by the person who is paid to look as opposed to the person (the shopper, me) who is reluctant to spend time doing something I have to pay for. An additional perk is that I heard the salesperson use the word "perky" for breasts. I also learned there are F and G cups.

The sign made the trip worth it, not to mention the fact that I now have foundation garments for the next five years.

(For September 21, 2019; posted October 3, 2019)

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