My recent obsession with underwear, in particular bras, reminded of a weekend trip to London a few years ago. I think the purpose of the trip was to attend some " posh do!!!!"
However my recollections of the said weekend do not include " the do" but instead my shopping trip.
While window shopping in Knightsbridge, I came across Rigby & Peller, their welcome,
"At Rigby & Peller you can be sure to receive service fit for a Queen - just as you would expect from a company which has held the Royal Warrant since 1960." a nudge from hubby and armed with a credit card, I embarked on a bra buying adventure!
The service as stated was second to none.
The luxurious surroundings, the buzz of quiet activity and the smiling ladies all added to the ambiance.
After being measured I was brought a selection of bras in a variety of shapes and sizes to try on until a comfortable well fit was achieved. My personal fitter gave me her full attention during my visit running back and forth with even more bras which fitted my narrow back and ample bosom.
The whole experience was one of pampering and indulgence.
I left the store walking tall, feeling wonderful and swinging a Rigby & Peller Bag containing two bras!
Today, the two well worn and rather tatty bras, unworn for years now remain in my underwear drawer as a reminder of my London trip, along with a great number of other bras of less significance. One of these days when I am feeling a little less reminiscent
,
I might just get round to clearing it out!!
