About a year ago, I discovered that I was wearing the wrong bra size. I had lost weight and suddenly realized that the joke I was making about being able to store most of my worldly possessions inside my bra was actually becoming increasingly accurate. As useful as that may be, I decided that I needed to get some bras that fit and actually function as they are supposed to. I was astounded to learn that I didn’t wear the 34B that I’d been wearing my entire life, but rather a 30C (which I’m actually a bit surprised about because women I perceive to be far smaller in rib cage size state that they wear a large band size than that–is everyone wearing the wrong bra size? :P). Turns out, not many people actually make a size 30C. High fives, anyone? So I kind of went on an obsessive rampage of buying bras online that I was sure would fit, and when they didn’t I couldn’t be bothered to send them back (i.e., time got away from me, kept forgetting, thought they’d somehow magically fit). In retrospect, that was really stupid.
I’ll be moving to a new apartment this summer and I’m trying to clear out some of the random clothes that I never wear. Right now I’m trying to sell some of these bras that I’ve never worn. I bought most of them online and for one reason or another never bothered to return. I’ll also be selling a few that I used lightly back before I lost weight. If you are around a 30C or 32B or 34B, you might want to check out my listings on ebay.
Lucia, 30c from the Little Bra Company (they make bras for petite women–petite I am not, but apparently my rib cage is??)
Today I got a craving for a salty snack, so I ran to my cupboard and to my dismay, there was nothing in there that appealed to me. Unfortunately this happens a lot. I must be a bad grocery shopper! I’m one of those people who, even when there is food in the fridge and cupboard, still has “nothing” to eat.
Just as I was about to give up, I found myself staring at a box of oyster crackers. I bought them weeks ago for the purpose of making a creative snack and opened them this week in attempt to soothe an aching belly.
Hey friends! It’s Gus here!
Mom took me to the groomer a week or so ago for hair cut and blow out. Don’t tell mom, but I love going! I only pretend to be scared when she drops me off so that she knows that I love her. However, I LOVE being pampered. I came out looking pretty dapper I must say, so I convinced mom to let me share my cuteness with you!
Mom went ahead and posted a less than flattering photo of me to Facebook, so I thought I might as well share it here ;) It makes me chuckle a little.
Here are more than a few “before” shots. Mom said I could only choose one, but I was naughty and snuck in a few extra!!
As you can see, I was looking pretty darn scruffy!
I’m so excited about my new spring look! I look forward to attracting many female admirers with my clipped ‘do. But let’s be honest, I can rock any hairstyle and still look adorable!
Well, good-bye until next time!