I got the strap!! The bra strap, that is!

Mood: enlightened
Music: Somewhere out There - Our Lady Peace

Yesterday I went on a three-hour quest for formal shoes with my good good pals Megs and Char. Though every open shoe store in town was browsed, no acceptable shoes were found. But I got a new bra! Woo Hoo! It's bloody perfect! (Well, not perfect in the way that it was specifically designed to mold onto my breasts, but pretty close!) Anyways, that's pretty exciting and if you're a skinny girl with small boobs you know what I'm talking about - a good bra is damn near impossible to find! Also, what the crap!! There were bras at Sears that could fit on Charlotte's head!! ...can somebody say "breast reduction"? Honestly, who wears a size Z bra? (I don't know if they're actually called that, just speculating.) ...Those women must have serious back problems.

Anyways. After I got home it took me 20 minutes just to get the straps adjusted. Firstly they were all coiled together, secondly once I got that sorted out one strap was inverted (don't ask me how I managed that) and so, frusterated, I did what anyone would do: called The Mother. After several more minutes of grueling agony, the situation was finally under control. But honestly! I wanted boob support, not a fricking brain teaser! Gah!

One acts tonight! Must commence self-beautification process!

Ciao!