Wait until you have to buy bras for other people. This is a whole new dimension of not fun. Did that while my late bloke was working in Timor Leste for the army as a contractor just after the fighting stopped. The army women found that they couldn’t buy bras locally due to size and durability issues - like, a bra would last for a month or two at most and were usually far too small. And the uniform issue ones were truly horrible to wear if you were a generous size and even those were in short supply. So my bloke asked me to buy up bras at Vic market and send them up to Timor Leste. I’d get a list of sizes and had to find as many as possible to those specs. Then the fun times of arranging postage …