Here's a thing... my local 'department' store (Sainsbury's Savacentre - I don't care about libel cos it's true...) stocks a "larger range of sizes" going up to size 22, by the designer Jeff 'Clothes Show' Banks. BUT>>>> they only stock underwear going up to size 16! Finding a 40B or C bra is impossible!!! Finding size 22 knickers that don't look like something the Ringling Brothers would perform in is like the search for El Dorado! Finding SEXY 40+ bras and size 18+ knickers is an exercise in futility, yet there are lots of saucy little numbers with padding and uplift, extra support and enhancement for those with the proverbial fried eggs on an ironing board.... If you are a petite thing, there are bras that will squish your tits into a Grand Canyon type cleaveage, at the pull of a string, or the addition of a little H2O, but where are the ones for us with the ability to stick our nipples in our armpits? Why am I reduced to a lifetime of grey or flesh coloured Bridget Jones' when I might want to be flossing my arse with the rest of the crowd? Why do designers think that big women don't have sex? Or want to feel sexy? And if you do find an outlet (there are places - Evans and Ann Summers do a range for the larger lady), why do they think I have an income as large as my arse? It isn't THAT much more material..... and they must be less fiddly to sew.... and it isn't as if there's no market for them......

If I wanted a naughty weekend away with saucy lace underwear (and a man, duh!), I would actually have to spend more on the underwear than I would on the hotel room....

LTS

[And why does my washing machine eat my bra wires... and if I do get them back, why can I never find the hole they came out of.....?]