Oh my god. Your drawing of Palin made me laugh hard enough to wake up all 4 pets (who were all snoozing, like the lazy bums they are, within 5 feet of me).

Teppy and I clearly had the same reaction at the same time. I am now being stared at, rather balefully, by three dogs and one cat, although admittedly, baleful is the cat's default setting.

Search "custom" in the box and what they do have turns up.

OKey-doke, thanks. And you never know, custom trousers may have a place in my wardrobe someday, too.

I think the main hurdle of buying something that fit my bust and tailoring it down would be that they wouldn't just have to bring in the waist. They'd also have to shorten the sleeves and probably narrow the shoulders. Most of the larger size button-front shirts I've tried on grow in all directions. Might has well wait until I can have one made from the cloth up.

Most of the on-line plus size stores seem to start at size 12, and a few carry a size 10.

Really? That's just...but...

As soon as I posted about the pets, the dogs got up from their beds and walked into the dining room (update: they're back on the beds, though they switched beds from where they were 2 minutes ago), the black cat came over to lay across my lap, and only Toke the cat hasn't moved.

There's a reason I love Toke so much. Her laziness is EPIC.

At $45, this place might be worth a gamble: [link]

At $45, this place might be worth a gamble

Hmmm, that has possibilities. They're in Thailand, but even with shipping that might be doable. Thanks!

My cats seem to have a routine that involves sleeping in different parts of the apartment at different times of day.

A schedule that I can only glimpse when I take a few days off.

Maybe it's just me, but while it looks like all they sell is A and B cups, they almost never ever fit me. I would go from VS to Macys to Nordo on a doomed quest every year. Maybe my breasts are just freakish and wrong, at least from a manufacturer's POV.

Are the Nordies fitters no help? They're really the only place I trust for a fitting.

I was a teen with a smallish chest, one with a medium chest, and one with a large chest. I developed in fits and starts.

For me, the kind of comments and pressure with the large chest were far, far worse than with the small and medium. It was a shock to my system.

My cats seem to have a routine that involves sleeping in different parts of the apartment at different times of day.

A schedule that I can only glimpse when I take a few days off.

When I'm at home, my cat prefers to sleep in her condo, because then she can usually keep a closed eye on me (if I head into the bathroom, she'll usually show up within a few minutes). However, I know that she likes to hang out in my bedroom if I'm not home, because lately, that's the direction she's coming from when I open the front door.

I'm so completely hourglass that anything that fits my hips/thighs, leaves about a four-five inch gap at the waist

Low-rise jeans have been my SALVATION :: everybody say amen :: It cracks me up that I'm wearing Old Navy's lowest-rise, but they tend to be perfect.