I hate clothes. I know I’m a disgrace to my sex :oops: I used to spend hours planning what to wear as a teenager but that was before arthritis and a mastectomy made everything simpler…and harder.
Buttons, poppers and zips are all tricky. Some are possible: others aren’t. I just have to suck it and see. Trousers (no skirts as my feet require socks to cushion even the surgical shoes) have to be a size too big so that my feeble grip can yank them over my not-so-feeble backside :roll: but, even so, I often can’t fasten the top button – which is fine with a blouse or sweater covering that area but not so fine if, going out, I’ve enlisted the aid of Mr SW to fasten it for safety’s sake and then discovered I can’t unfasten the b*gg*r to get to the loo
I gratefully ditched my bra in the early ‘70’s. I’d nothing much to put into it and my very arthritic fingers were beginning to loathe it. After the mastectomy I was determined there was no going back so I kept to blouses with pockets and shoved an alarmingly :shock: small bit of kapok stuffing into the one that didn’t stick out. This system has worked well until the last year or two when I’ve noticed that either pockets are getting higher or I’m sinking. (No. I don’t need to know
So, when I bought a new blouse on Sunday I deliberately got a size too big hoping that the pocket, pattern and extra material would combine to mask my limitations in the breast department. I tried it on today.
“Is it obvious” I asked my beloved, “that I’m somewhat deficient in the bosom area?”
He stared thoughtfully at that portion of my anatomy, stuck his head on one side, pursed his lips and replied “It’s not obvious
“It’s not going to be obvious unless someone’s looking straight at it?” I suggested. That was good enough for me.
“Mm.” He continued to gaze dispassionately at my blouse pocket area then his face brightened up a little as he added, helpfully, “I shouldn’t imagine many people are going to be looking at your bosom.”
“There is always a well-known solution to every human problem - neat, plausible, and wrong.” H.L. Mencken