Ever since I moved to Turkey to live, I have always puzzled over the differences in the sizes of clothes.
There are many charts on the internet which convert international clothing sizes, but Turkey is mentioned nowhere amongst them.
I now know that if I want to buy trousers or skirts, which in England would be size 12 to 14 (depending on the shop), here that would be size 40 or 42. If I want to buy tops then I have to have sizes 14 to 16, which are 42 or 44. These are standard European sizes. Of course if I was in the US, a size 12 would be a size 10.
My shoe size is 6, which is 39 here, the same as Europe.
When it comes to buying underwear, bras in particular, there is no logic in the sizing. I want a size 36 (UK size) so I have to get a size 80 here. Size 80 is the same all over Europe.....ah...except for France and Spain where it is size 95. The size of the cup is the same as UK, ie A, B, C, D. If I lived in Australia, however, a D cup would be a C cup.
With international travel so commonplace these days, wouldn't it make sense to have a standard International sizing system?
Last night Mr A came home. As usual after midnight. We were both up at 6am today. I had attempted to shower the four big dogs yesterday with the hosepipe. Megan was fine, although not keen on her feet being touched. Freddie just tried to escape from his collar. Blondie lay on her back and refused to stand. I managed to wash her though, but I shouldn't have bothered, because she immediately rolled around in the dirt and ended up worse than before. Sammy? He just disappeared and refused to come when I called him.
So we've given up on washing them and Mr A gave them a through brush this morning, which has spruced them up.
We set off to Kipa (supermarket) this morning to do some shopping. Kipa is owned by the UK company Tesco, and it means that I can often find such items as Heinz baked beans and Bisto gravy. But they also sell clothes, which are very reasonably priced.
Because of all the aforementioned problems with sizing, I tend to buy my bras on my trips to England. If I had gone in April I would have bought them then, but as I didn't my current bras have gradually disintegrated. So I decided to look in Kipa. They had a pack of two in my size, and I tried one on just to make sure. I also picked up a pack of two stretch seamless panties. Then the rest of the food shopping, and back home, Mr A setting off for work at 9.30am
I took out the panties and discovered that the security tag was still on them, joining them together. (how did I get through the door without sounding the alarm? No idea but it makes you wonder whether this security system actually works). Anyway, shops have a special tool for removing these tags, and I really couldn't be bothered to go back to Milas on the bus to get it removed. So I tried for about an hour to remove it. Eventually it came off, but it ripped a tiny hole in each pair of panties. Aargh! I sewed up the tiny holes and I think they will be OK.
I removed the price tags from the two bras, and discovered that the adjustable strap on one of them had been threaded wrongly before stitching, so the strap was twisted. The only way this could be rectified would be to cut the strap, re-thread and re-stitch.
By this time I was thinking I should return them at some point so I searched for the receipt, only to find that I hadn't been charged for the bras. The panties were on the receipt (maybe that has something to do with the security tag not setting off the alarm? Who knows?).
So I made a decision. I cut the strap, re-threaded and re-stitched and it's fine. It's perhaps a little dishonest to keep them when I haven't paid for them, but I am justifying this action by convincing myself that I was already inconvenienced with the damage done to the panties by them leaving the security tag on. I'm telling myself that it kind of makes Kipa and I quits...do you agree?