I have to buy my own lingere. My DH always buys a size or two (or three!) too small. I take it as a compliment. He sees me better than I am. The year he bought a chainsaw for my birthday, he did take me to a nice restaurant, too! And I needed that chainsaw, dang it. He kept me warm for 10 years with that thing. By cutting wood for the woodstove, of course! Our furnace didn't heat the house very well or very cheaply since we lived on an exposed bluff and had vaulted ceilings. We lived in shorts during the winters, though.