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Here's a fun story that I like to tell when people fret at me over the importance of a good, quality bra and a bra fitting like with a professional. Not with a tape measure and guestimating:
One weekend I went down to a friend's house for a party and we had planned to go for a run pre-party. I showed up in my running gear and afterwards I went to shower and change. When finished, I started rifling through my bag to get dressed and after scraping the bottom I realized that I was bra-less. I had a sports bra. A bra that was soaked through after a half-hearted 3 mile run but that was all. I am a D cup. A true D Cup so going without a bra isn't really an option. It would be like having a string with a cantaloupe tied at each end just hanging from your neck. Just sitting around doing whatever they please because they're just there to be annoying and possibly smack you in the face after several bottles of wine. And I do NOT come from a family where gravity is kind. In fact, I come from a family where gravity is permanently pissed off at the women for being born.
I decide that the sports bra will be the way to go. And I am briefly comfortable but still sweaty so I decide to go forth on The Great Bra Search of 2008. In the middle of nowhere New York where the closest place to find an adequate bra was like 20 miles away. Oh and when I left my host's house, I forgot my credit card and ended up using the $24 in cash I had in my glove compartment. All that being said what is a girl to do in such a tough situation? Why she should go to Sears of course to find the cheapest bra possible. Which I did. I found a low quality bra for $9.99 and in a full cup size smaller than what I would usually wear.
In the end, i bought the bra and pushed the girls in and I looked like this:
That bumpy, tank top looking thing across my chest? That isn't a tank top, it's my bra. Showing it's cheapness off for the entire world to see. Ladies, your bra should not be seen. In fact think of it as your imaginary little friend that you really don't notice but when push comes to shove, it's there for you in a time of need keeping you properly supported.
That's the key to a good bra. Oh I was skeptical once upon a time. I was against getting a proper bra fitting because I thought it was pointless and I thought that my chest looked just fine. Then one day, I popped into Nordstrom and found out that No, No, NOOOOO, I had been doing it wrong. All wrong. My boobs were squished and I always looked like a hot mess in t-shirts because my breasts weren't being treated kindly. While it may seem utterly ridiculous - and possibly redundant - a good bra can make an outfit. It can make an average looking t-shirt suddenly come together because your breasts are where they should be instead of lopsided or hanging down to you knees. They should look something like this (a photo I took the day after I went on my bra fitting induced shopping spree):
Do you see the difference in the way I look in an ill-fitting brasserie and in a perfectly fitted brasserie that might have cost six times the amount of the previous bra but I figure that that price is what I pay for A) Being comfortable B) Having my breasts where they are supposed to be C) Not being completely squished and D) Not looking like I'm hiding a hanger underneath my t-shirt.
So to recap: Get thee a proper bra fitting and at least one good bra. I got mine from Nordstrom (where Oprah did her famed bra fitting). But it can be done at almost any major department store and any specialty lingire shop.
And so ends this lesson of the day. Any questions? Any bras that you really, really love (or hate)?
