I recently went wedding dress shopping. I tried one of the cheaper dress stores, hoping to avoid spending major money.
Now, I should mention something: I have itty bitty breasts. I’m OK with that. In my entire life I’ve only purchased one bra because I just can’t find them in my size. Granted I don’t shop much, as I’ve been laughed at three times by bra sales employees in my life for mentioning my size. Anyway….
So I try on dresses. It seemed like the standard breast size for this store in my dress size was a D. This makes sense I figure, since it’s easier to take away material than add it, right? So I ask them about it, because it is so much material that needed to be removed.
The saleslady told me to stuff the dress. I let her know I’m not willing to do that. I’m tiny. That’s the way I am. I don’t want to pretend I’m something I’m not. But, she insists. So I tell her again I’m not interested. I want the dress to be flattened to me. We go back and forth in this, and I’m just confused why this saleslady is arguing with me over what I want and am willing to pay for. Finally, she says OK, and looks for more dresses.
Once I find a cute one though, the argument begins again. She tries to convince me to stuff the dress, get a push up with padding, everything and anything to make me appear larger breasted. She offers to include some padding for free with the dress. She just can’t understand I want to appear how I am: small.
Needless to say, I didn’t buy a dress from her. Heaven forbid I have small breasts and am damn proud of it and refuse to go larger. MFIF.