34D

What say you? What exactly is that title all about?

Well I will tell ya folks! Much to my own surprise I am a 34D NOT a 38B! I think I would make Olga very very proud!

So here's how today's venture started out. Me running VERY VERY late to pick up Sarah for my bra fitting appointment at 2:30 today.

I leave my apartment around 1:20 sending a text to Sarah saying see you in about 15 minutes. I get all the way downstairs and realize I am such a shmuck because I forgot my bridesmaid dress for the fitting.

Text to Sarah again: I am a shmuck, 4got dress, am back in my apt.

Sarah to me: LOL it's ok.

I finally get going. I am driving on the Grand Central Parkway and I think I am being so smart to get out of the lane that is always backed up to get onto the L.I.E. Smart smart Lauren! HAHAHA on me. (I was supposed to take the L.I.E.)

I have the radio turned to 1010wins and they give the traffic report. They remind us to stay away from the Upper East Side today because of the Puerto Rican Day Parade.

I pick up the phone and illegally call Sarah. This is how my conversation goes:

"Holy mother of g-d! Did you know it was the Puerto Rican Day Parade when you made this appointment!!!! I should have remembered since it is always the Sunday around my birthday." [LOUD BREATHY SIGH}

"Sarah no I didn't." (very calmly I might add) She started to say something else but this is what shot out of my mouth next:

" I am almost near.....OH MY G-D! I am so stupid! HOLY SHIT! I went the wrong way to your home. I am so stupid!!!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT!"

Now mind you it was over 90 degrees today. I am getting old, 37 on TUESDAY [shameless plug] and my boobs were killing me today from PMS.

Sarah:"Calm down. It's no big deal"

Lauren:"I am fine. Really I am. I just realized in the moment what a big mistake I made. I am ok."

So well I figured out an alternative route to her home. But a trip that should have taken me 20 minutes took an additional 20 just to get to her. She and I called and text each other along the way.

Text to Sarah: I left my brain...

Next text to Sarah: @ home. I blame the heat.

Next text to Sarah: I figured out how to get to you.

And well some calls inbetween

I am sure you get the jist!

And even though Sarah was up until 2am since she was out drinking last night, she was cool calm and collected and didn't care I was late. THANKS!!!!!!! :-)

When I arrived she gave me an early birthday present, this purple dragon fly. She knows I love the color purple. It lives in my car. It's funny and I like it!




It was really hard to park because of this parade.

My car is parked where this hydrant used to be. This parade has the LARGEST turnout of any parade and finding parking was hard and many streets are blocked off because of it. I believe there are more Puerto Rican's living in NYC than on the actual island of Puerto Rico.

Someone stole ONE hubcap a few months ago. It's kind of like having all your nails polished except for one.

On our way to the specialty bra shop, where I was promised they would fit me for a bra properly, we passed many interesting people celebrating their cultural heritage. This girl noticed me taking her picture and wasn't that happy but didn't cause me any trouble.

Last you saw me in my Carrie's Friday Foto Finish Post, you will have noticed that my girls were sagging. Carrie commented that they needed to be upfront and center I believe. Here is the second best bra I tried on today. Not so bad and I almost bought it. The girl in the background is Mary and she helped fit me. Poor thing, actually had to look at my naked cow utter breasts. She swears they aren't that bad and she has seen MUCH MUCH worse and that I exaggerate.

Here's me in the bra(s) I bought. Cleary you can see the lift is SOOOO much better. TADAAAAA!!! Almost as good as when I was in my 20's!

Here's the name of the bra that I bought. In this designer's bra I am a 34 D. Whoooohooo!

This is how they wrap it up. So pretty!

And the pretty bag they put it in.

And this is Sarah, sporting her new glasses for me as I dropped her off at her home.

She is so photogenic and I am jealous.

In the photos of me you can see I am hot and splotchy and sweaty. Not Sarah. Pretty as can be.

Thanks Sarah for all your help!