I made it back over to Westfield shopping centre yesterday. It is indeed a beautiful place, a shopper’s paradise.

Anyway, I stopped in the Rigby and Peller branch there and got myself measured. I hadn’t been measured in a few years, which really is a big no-no. As a woman it’s something you’re supposed to do every year, so you don’t end up wearing ill-fitting bras.

The good news that not much has changed.  I tried on one G-cup bra which fit me perfectly, but when I tried on a different brand it didn’t exactly fit properly, so the assistant got me another bra in an H-cup…and that fit perfectly. Isn’t that strange? I guess it’s like when you go into two different stores and the one size fits you differently.

So what do I do? Advertise myself as a 40-G/H cup? I guess it’s a little extraordinary but it would be fun trying to explain that to those who ask. “Are you a G or an H cup?” “Well, according to Rigby and Peller, corsetiers to the Queen, I’m inbetween.  And if that’s what they say I am, that’ll do for me.”

They are a tad out my budget, with bras ranging from around £60-£70, but they keep their shape and last for years. I was lucky enough that a kind and lovely customer treated me to a lingerie set (in I think, either 2003 or 2004). Whilst the knickers have long gone by the wayside, would you believe the bra still fits, still holds its shape. Mind you, simply because it is Rigby and Peller, it’s not every day wear. But I try and hold out for their sale where many of their products are half-price. It’s good for a girl to have a couple of Rigby and Peller bras in her lingerie drawer.