Christine could hardly wait to tell her best friend Sue about the new shop: proper clothes for real women—not girls with figures like ironing boards.
The shop assistant was lovely—all big, cuddly smiles. The clothes were great—and with sensible styles too. In the changing room, Sue took off her size 14 top and hung it on the wall. The silk, flowery 8 she tried on was a bit tight but the 10 was perfect—honesty at last!
With two dress sizes lost in ten minutes, there was no problem with the celebratory coffee and white chocolate muffin afterwards.