Being Bottomly

I drag a reasonably large wagon. Always have done no matter what the dress size. This means I have always had a pain in the large one getting trews for work and such. I go for A-line skirts and dresses usually. But today I was in top-shop doing some voucher shopping with the mother. Feckin love voucher shopping. I was terribly excited about the vouchers but not about top shop. I end up getting shoes, tights and the like there cause the clothes are for those with smaller peaks than myself. Today I came up trumps at last. There we were in the big TS milling around with all the over dressed teens. The mother spotted a shapely dress on the hanger to the right. And I finally thought, after decades of self doubt that perhaps I could try this one. And then sure feck it I bought it. And when I brought it home I took the tags off.....no going back then. Now The other half has given positive feedback. "It is bottomly but not too much" and a bit a friendly groping........which in fairness is a huge compliment coming from an Irish fella.