I don't know if it's ever happened to you, but I regularly have arguments with shop-assistants regarding my bra-size. This is my last and funniest anecdote of all. Two weeks ago I went to a lingerie shop with my mum to get her a cup-sized bikini -which she actually found, after years of trying, YAY mummy!-. It's one of those shops that cater for more sizes, they go up to G in some models. Problem is, they don't go down to 30 hehe.

So while mum is trying on bikinis, I'm there looking for something for me -although I knew I would find nothing for my 28G/30Fs, but still- and this nice shop assistant comes to me. She was middle-aged, and very sweet. She asks me if I need any help and I ask her for my size, and she stares at me like I should go visit a shrink. She says 'there's no way you are that size', to which I answer 'I am, I've been fitted three times already and, what's most relevant, I am wearing that size right now', but she's like 'no no, no way'. She looks at me, measures me through my tank top, and of course I'm laughing quite hard, and she's laughing too, because she thinks she's right. So she says 'you are a 32C/D at the most'. She kindly gives me a 32D, and then she shows me a 32F, which is what I was asking for (more or less), and she looks at me with that face that says 'don't you see that's too big for you?'. She then goes on with 'I'm not allowed to go on bets, but oh my if I could... I'm sure I'm right'. I smile politely, go into the dressing room, try them on and prove I am right. She comes to the dressing room too and can't believe it. She then admitted she was wrong and said 'wow, you totally look smaller... it's never happened to me before!'. Well, it happens to me all the time!

Afterwards I was going around the shop looking for bikinis for mum and each time she run into me, she laughed and said 'You're right, you won!'. Hahahaha... probably she had a topic of conversation for her whole dinner with family that night!