When my friend Amy and I arranged to meet for a fit-testing last Saturday, she asked me to bring a size 16, which I don’t have. Instead, she fit the size 14 perfectly. We were both jumping up and down for joy. This is the purpose of my shirts: no more sizing up to fit our breasts. Actually, other than the gap at her breasts, the size 12 fit even better. Now I’m trying to figure out the best way to create a size 12 to fit her everywhere. That’s why this fit-testing process is so important.
The size 14 also had The Gap I mentioned on August 22, and I’m working through the best way to deal with that as well.