Perfection does not last

I found the perfect bra yesterday, *finally*. It is the right mix of feminine cuteness (read: lace, lace and more lace) and support and does not look like a tent and was described as the "wireless underwired bra". I am going to go and pick up a dozen of the same. You never know when the manufacturers will stop making it. That always happens with me, when I find the perfect something, the fuckin' manufacturers stop making just that product. I found the perfect shoes (2 inch heels, closed, soft leather, stylish but comfortable) and I went to buy 2 other pairs and was told that the manufacturers had stopped making it. That also happened with my perfect trousers and my perfect lipstick.