posted on Jan, 24 2014 @ 08:18 PM
I have been truly happily married for 25 years. I have bought many clothes for my Darlin'; in San Francisco, it was humorous, because once I did
the "scrunch test" on fabrics, the clerks often assumed I was shopping for myself and tried to direct me to the plus sizes section. Fahgettabou'
shopping for shoes.
I know my Darlin's sizes. Still, I will never attempt to buy her bras or panties, anymore than she would attempt to buy my boxers. We each have
fairly precise requirements, and the [expletive] retailers seem to want to screw with us by always sourcing different brands.
It's a crapshoot I'm only willing to play for myself. Every time either of us orders underwear, the other says, "good luck!"