Wedding Dress Blues

Ok.  So I'm a woman of a certain age.  A post menopausal shape is my new reality.  And - I seem to have inherited my grandmother's ta ta's!  Where on earth did these girls come from?  Really?! 

Shopping for dress clothing, once a delight, is now a bit of an ordeal.  I purchased a most adorable dress for my son's wedding.  At the fitting I was told I needed a certain type of bra for the top of the outfit to fit properly.

Well.  I got that bra, put it on, put on the dress and, Oh My Gosh!  I'm Dolly Parton! 

I can safely tuck my grandmother's change purse in my dress top and no one will know.  Unless the ice cream truck drives by . . . .