It didn't help that not only had I lost another outfit last night, but that most of my other clothes was in the hamper. I'd have to do a load of laundry as soon as I finished up here. I'd just put on a bra over my shirt, but it wasn't fitting correctly. The size was what I always bought for my bras (even though I didn't wear them very often) so I didn't understand what was happening.
"It looks like that size doesn't fit you anymore, sweetie." I jumped in surprise. Never before had one of the attendants at Victoria's Secret every volunteered assistance to me. "I'm sorry for scaring you."
"No problem," I stuttered back.
The attendant came even closer and started poking at and examining the bra. "Definitely. You've outgrown this size of bra. When was the last time you measured yourself?"
"I haven't measured myself for years," I said. My chest had remained the same size since it had stopped growing when I was fifteen.
The attendant seemed to pick up on my surprise and attempted to comfort me. "It's completely normal. Plenty of young ladies experience some form of growth or change in their early twenties." She pulled out a coiled up tape measure from her pocket. "Now, let's take care of you."
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