This was often followed by me being asked if I shave my legs too, to which I also replied “Er.. Yeah.” What I didn’t tell them was that it’s actually my Aunt who shaves my legs for me… three times a week, after my bath and after having my nappy fitted.
I still haven’t plucked up the courage to remove my jacket in the office, but I do have to at least unbutton it for comfort. Hopefully, no one’s spotted what little of my camisole can be seen with my jacket open, but it is quite obvious in the mirror. No one’s mentioned it anyway… yet.