
After the amount of time Marysia, Madeline and I spent at the mall you would've thought that we could've each walked away with compete wardrobes. I did get a new bathing suit (although I will wait to see what David thinks of it when I get home. He gets final voting rights on that.) I also got a new blousy-type top to layer under a cardigan (or could wear alone in summer).
Now, Marysia and I both have issues shopping. We both consider ourselves to have "problem areas" that we would like to hide. It is good when we shop together because we commiserate but it is also bad too because the two of us spend so much time second guessing ourselves. One thing that was decided was that we needed help in the boobie area. We figured new bras would be the equivalent of plastic surgery boob lifts. Off too Victoria Secret we went. The "bra specialist" there was awesome and this is what took the majority of our time. But let me tell ya, we are now uh....."lifted" and that made our clothing fit better. (Sorry male readers, be glad you don't have to deal with this)


Madeline had more energy today than Mama. She is doing great while I am fighting some type of cold. Hopefully, tomorrow will bring Mama-Dirtyfoot some renewed strength to tackle another day of shopping.
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