Well sort of she was right about the band size but my bravissimo order arrived today and I definitely do not have FF whoppers or come to that even F ones.
It is a lovely tartan affair too, with matching pants. I never have matching pants. I was looking forward to waltzing round the house in my matching set and feck all else. I was looking forward to norks so enormous I could have someones eye out. 
Now I will actually have to go to a shop and try things on.
. This I do not like.
But most of all whilst still clearly at demigod status, statistically has proven herself (marginally) fallible. She was a guru, she was a shinning light in a dark dark world of illfitting underwear. And now it seems she cannot guess the size my norks without ever having met me and only having my possibly unreliable measurements to go on. A sad day. A sad sad day.