It's not often you can say that a television programme changes your life but What Not to Wear certainly had an effect on mine.
If you're not familiar with it it was a bit like Queer Eye except it had two female presenters who revamped their victim's wardrobe.
Because of it I went for a bra fitting for the first time and invested in a good bra. The programme was launched in 2001 so I was in my 50s and it was about time! And it did affect my life in that I felt more confident, which is very strange when you think about it. I've written previously about the dubious link between how I feel and how I look so I'm not going into that again; I just want to talk about bras.
I've not bought a new bra since before lockdown and, boy, could I do with one now. But I've been putting it off because:
a) fitting involves quite a lot of up close and personal action and even now, fully vaccinated, I'm a bit wary;
and b) I keep telling myself I'm going to lose weight before I am fitted.
So when I was in Tesco supermarket the other day and I saw a really pretty bra that they had in vaguely my size I bought it. As it was roughly one sixth of the price I pay normally I thought I couldn't go wrong.
I could. Trying it on at home I discovered that a plunge bra allowed my boobs to do just that. Straight out of it.
Back to the shop. The only alternatives were granny-type or t-shirt bras. I exchanged the plunge for a pack of three t-shirt bras, reduced to the same price. Bargain or what?
What. Just uncomfortable.
I have come to the conclusion I have classy boobs that will only be happy in an expensive, French lace, properly fitted Madame Foner bra. And they are my, as the lingerie fitter says in my novel, This Time Next Year, ". . . most precious assets."
(Obviously they're not really but they do need looking after,)
6 comments:
You remind me of the French mother of a teenager I knew long ago. Teen was not ready to acknowledge her developing boobs, and would hunch. Her mom would say "Sophie, sors tes advantages!" Meaning throw out your chest, Sophie! As in stand up straight and proud.
That was avantages, but three times auto dope changed it after I clicked.
I'm not comfortable without a good bra for my assets. I've never had a real fitting. I tried to get one long ago at a department store that advertised they would have a specialist come in for bra fittings. The specialist really couldn't be bothered with me after the first couple of bras didn't fit right. I ended up standing in the dressing room with my boobs dangling. Now I do the best that I can to avoid the dangles--and at my advanced age my boobs are down to my knees without a bra.
Love,
Janie
Years ago I went to a fancy bra store for a fitting. Although the recommended model fit me very well it was over 100 dollars!
Next I went to a department store closer to my house and worked with a lovely lady. She recommended a brand/style that fit well and was more in line with what I could pay. I continued to buy the exact same brand and style until they discontinued it, then repeated the fitting/buying process.
Your boobs are a lot classier than mine, that's for sure. My boobs just get plain old Warner's white cotton bras. If I'm being wild and crazy, then I buy a beige one.
My boobs read this post and glared at me. Well, they glared at my knees cos that's where they're pointing. I guess I should put on my big girl pants and go and buy some properly fitted bras.
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