So apparently I am in a pink frog*. In fact I don't think I've emerged from the pink frog since the day I first put on a pair of women's panties, when I was in my early teens, and that delightful sense of well-being and sensuality first washed over me.
Never once have I been made to feel uncomfortable, or encountered anything other than professionalism and courtesy, whether in a small boutique or a department store. I'm sure most of them guess I'm buying for me, because of sizing, the fact that I never buy bras, and because of my knowledge of brands and fabrics, and obvious love of the subject. So to any of you perhaps plucking up the courage for the first time, don't worry- they want to help you spend money and many of them love the things they sell as much as you do.
*they spell it differently here in France
