I nipped into Elle Macpherson intimates yesterday. I have to confess that I am, in fact, addicted. I've been a customer now for around four years and I nose around at least once a week to see what's new.
I tumbled into the store 4 years ago, desperate to find a last minute, nude/strapless bra to go under a dress I had for an impending, family wedding. I'd been everywhere, and I mean everywhere, but nothing looked good, or even came close to fitting properly.
The sales assistant took one look at me, (didn't even come near me with a tape measure,) proclaimed me to be a totally different size to that which I'd worn for the past, however many years, handed me a bra and shoved, (okay, she didn't really shove me but strongly directed me...) into the changing rooms, only for me to emerge 2 minutes later, looking and feeling like Jessica Rabbit. Since then, I've been hooked. The discounts are amazing, the service, range and heck, the way the garments make you feel, are just wonderful and I wouldn't shop anywhere else for my intimates. I popped in today as I had time to kill and the sale continues so I bought a navy blue chemise for £12, should have been £45. I looked at "chemise" in the supermarket yesterday. It was a pack of 2, for £6. I think I'll stick to my Elle Macpherson one, thanks all the same.
I met my sister and God-daughter for coffee just after my Elle encounter. We had a good catch up and both were looking well after a few months of illness for one, it was good to see.
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