Booby

One of the symptoms of pregnancy during the first trimester I have read, is the huge swelling of women’s breasts. Poor Cat, not the most light chested of women normally, has witnessed an almost overnight doubling in size of her breasts. I am truly transfixed by them. Whilst I might derive pleasure at the sight of these giant mammaries, Cat has to suffer the increased weight, pain and obstruction. None of her bras fit anymore and she has complained of feeling overweight and constantly nauseous. So to make her feel better, I volunteered to help her buy some new bras at M&S this weekend.
Who ever thought that lingerie sections of stores were a turn-on were obviously very sex starved or blind. They are dull, dull, dull. Somehow, they manage to sanitise and de-sex the whole lingerie thing into a bland consumable much like the rest of the M&S clothing collection. The sheer choice of bras on offer make it feel like you are in a low-cost supermarket. While Cat was busy trying on her numerous bra choices, I soon lost patience and retired downstairs to the Men’s section. I wish I hadn’t bothered, more V-neck pullovers and acrylic trousers than any sane person could bare. The sad thing is, I realise that soon (but I hope not too soon), I will be shopping for these very same blandables as middle age beckons and all sense of style and fashion is lost forever.