Home Alone Kinda Week

Happy Tuesday little bots, Last week I was home alone while my man zipped off to London for a week on business.  Needless to say I was going stir crazy and having freaky ass dreams about ghosts.  So when he returned on Sunday night and decided to take the day off yesterday to recoup, I became his shadow for the day.  That's why there wasn't a post yesterday, so thus I'm making it up today.

Last week was pretty boring and uneventful, but I did go to Nordstrom, lush and Sephora with my mom one day and have an impromptu spa night by myself.  At Nordstrom's I got this cute "grown-up" friendship bracelet with these cute charms on it.  I took one picture of it while waiting for my mom to finish up in the bathroom; and now after many likes on instagram, Nordstrom has reached out to me asking to use my picture on Nordstrom.com.  So now you can see my bathroom pic of my bracelet on Nordstrom's page. 









When my man returned on Sunday he brought with him gifts and booze.  So below is a quick slide show of what he brought back:

Buckingham Palace's chocolates

Tonk's wand from Harry Potter (replica from the film)

The little stand it came with

Bead Union Jack bracelet from the British Museum

Corgi key chain from Buckingham Palace

Cat head statue from the British Museum

Nimbus from the British Museum

Scotch from the duty free

Yes I was jealous that he went, but he wants to go back so we are going to save money so we can go in a couple of years.  Also we can pick out the right hotel and where we want to go.

This week is another Women in Film event that I'm helping out with and possibly some running away on my part to my parents house early next week for some teeth cleaning.

See you on the other side

Bitchin’ Fridays: Lack of Bra Service

             

            Buying a bra is a bitch.  There is nothing more annoying than trying on several styles and colors while look at your self almost nude with your gut and flubby bits hanging out.  This is exactly why I normally go to Nordstrom to get fitted for my bras, and where’s why.

            When I go to Nordstrom I expect the type of service that waits on you almost hand and foot.  You do get this type of customer services any where in the store, except at the lingerie department.  I don’t know if they were understaffed that particular day or time but trying to hunt someone down was near to impossible.  I have to wait in the check out line for nearly 10 minutes just to ask for help in finding a strapless bra in my size.

            Now the key to strapless bras is that they have to stay up and now have any wiggle room between the cup and boob.  Ideally you would want them to measure and fit you in a room and look at the bra on you to determine if it is the right fit or cup.  Maybe I over anticipated that I would receive that type of service.  Being thrown into a room with five different brands that were all the same size as my regular strapped bra was the strap that broke the camels back.  In the end I walked out with out a bra, and have no intention on returning to that particular store for bra services. 

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See you on the other side.