So tonight, after work, I went straight to the Victoria's Secret Semi-Annual Sale. I think I should have still had the day off today. It should be a national holiday. Schools and post offices should close for this. I love this sale.
Today's Free Advice: If you go to this sale and buy lots and lots of bras and panties, like I do, make sure you wash all this stuff before you wear it. I've seen some of the people rummaging through the bins. It ain't pretty. And these people just touched your panties!
I got some good stuff, but the bras seem to be seriously lacking, at least for those of us who are well endowed. This IPEX shit that they're selling is awful. I don't want to squish them in! I want to boost them and point them at what I want so that some dumb guy gives it to me.
So, I left there and then grabbed coffee via the Starbucks' drive through. After the lady handed me my tall white chocolate mocha with skim milk, raspberry flavor and whipped cream (yeah, yeah, I know...), she said to the other girl working there "SHE went to Victoria's Secret today." I guess she saw my gigantic shiney pink bag. And that's when it hit me and I felt kinda ridiculous in my hybrid car, with my trendy underwear and $4 cup of coffee. What would Kerouac say?
Eh, who cares!
I came home and bought more panties on the VS website. And tomorrow, I might go on a hunt for more bras at a different Victoria's Secret.
I'm such a sucker.
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