No matter, I thought. Perhaps my mother had kindly washed them alongside another pail of dirty clothes (we wash our laundry the old-fashioned way).

This morning I missed all my undergarments, so I went to rummage in the various cupboards of the house. True enough, I found one bra in my mother's room.

The thing is, my bra is supposed to be white (it being a sports type) but now it has changed to a colour that I loathe.

Yes, you got me. I now have a pink-coloured bra in my possession, not out of choice but by circumstance. Ack.

Thank goodness it's worn under the clothes, heheh.