Although it's hard to forget about when there is a definite stinging in my thighs and abs today.
She. is. the. devil.
Ahem.
Instead I would like to gather support for my new platform. I believe very strongly that ALL dressing rooms should come with an emergency button.
Picture Staple's easy button, except they are in ALL dressing rooms nationwide and they actually work.
I thought of this little piece of genius yesterday while in a Target dressing room. Any guesses why it came to me at that moment? No?
Well, let me describe that moment for you...
Having found a cute tank top and a sports bra (that claimed to be my size) I grabbed the little placard card and made my way to the dressing room to try on these items.
First the tank...hmmmm yes I think I can make this work by layering another tank so that my bra straps aren't too noticeable.
Side note: I know that showing "the bra straps" is apparently not considered faux pa anymore, but in my world I don't show my straps and I don't wear white shoes after Labor Day. Call me crazy (or southern) but that's how I roll.
Then I brazenly grabbed the sports bra and put it over my head. I started to tug it down over the shoulders, then the pits...and that's when it happened.
It wouldn't move any further. It was stuck.
I swear it felt like hours while I struggled to either bring it down or pull it up. I frantically searched for an emergency button because I thought crying out, as I wanted to do, would have been a little embarrassing.
Seeing as how they didn't have an emergency button, I just kept tugging, tugging, tugging and was finally able to pull it down and get the boobs where they should go.
I would have been better off trying on a jock strap.
Even after all that, I still did a jumping jack right there in the dressing room...cause you know it would have been worth it if it worked.
It SO didn't work. Seriously, this thing had the support of a band aid on my ta-tas and felt like I had just wrapped myself in a large, hot pink rubber band.
Ladies, I don't want anyone else to have to suffer from this kind of pain & suffering, so I ask you, no beg you, to join me in this cause.
If stores are going to sell items made of Lycra and sized completely different than any other item in the world, then they must provide assistance in the dressing rooms. We should not be held hostage while trying on sports bras, bathing suits, shapers or any other form fitting apparel.
The retail industry MUST be held accountable!
Will you join me in this crusade?
