Harmony and I were discussing what to wear to the New Year's Eve party that we will be attending together.
Dwarfie, who overheard us, responded with, "Something that shows leg and cleavage." The Chair seconded Dwarfie's comment with a naughty chuckle and an affirmative shake of the head.
"Well, my dress is short and low cut," I responded, "but I don't know how to make my girls peek over the balcony..."
"The right bra will do the trick," Harmony informed me.
Harmony was correct. At a trendy brassiere shop in the Rideau Centre, a young salesperson, knowledgeable in the art of cleavage, explained to me that it was all about memory foam (I thought she said mammary foam).
"No one comes about it naturally and size is not important," she reassured me as she eyed my bosom. She handed me two different bras, and I was impressed to see that the bras featured over one inch of foam at the base and sides of the cups.
"All the better to push things up," she chirped encouragingly.
*I wont' show my bra versus bra-less look - that's already been done in quite the lovely way by one of the ESI's favourite bloggers.
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