There's nothing quite like the mirrors in a fitting room to make you rethink that donut you were planning for afternoon tea.
And also to immediately regret every other donut you've ever eaten.
In your life.
Along with assorted desserts, chocolates and last summer's truck load of icecream.
Last Saturday, after many years of putting it off, I finally went bra shopping.
Well, why not? There was a sale, I could get more than one for a reasonable cost.
In the intimate apparel department, there is a handy little touch screen thingy where you can enter your measurements to see what size you should be buying.
I ignored that. Pfft!! I knew what size I was!
I discovered very quickly that the style I've worn for the last century or so, simply doesn't exist anymore. There were similar ones, in the same brand, but not a damn thing in plain white.
Okay, there were plenty of bras in plain white, but they weren't what I was looking for.
I was buying sports bras. I like my girls held firmly, I don't like to jiggle when I walk.
I especially don't like them whacking me under the chin when I'm running for a bus.
I chose a few in the same size as before and headed to the fitting rooms.
I know I'm overweight, I know I eat too much, but by wearing loose clothing I've been able to tell myself it isn't too bad.
But the fitting room mirrors brought home to me just how many extra kilos I was carrying in the form of rolls of back fat.
We won't mention the "are you pregnant" belly, because I can see that damn thing every day.
The size of it isn't news to me.
Anyway, the bras I'd chosen to try on didn't fit.
Because they were new. And firm.
Without the horrendously (comfortably) stretched elastic of the old bra.
I re-dressed and headed out to the little touch screen to find my correct size.
Alrighty....let's find some in that size and try them on.
Now there was a new problem.
Because of the sale, some sizes had only limited stock available.
I found the only three in the size I needed and tried them on, all was good.
But the colours?
Nothing plain here: white with pink and grey trim; black with neon pink and fluoro green trim; navy with white trim and red straps.
Good thing no one will see them but me.
And I came home without the donut I'd been planning to buy.
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