My mom finally let me drag her down to the best little bra shop around–Creative Woman, a.k.a. The Wizard of Bras. You’ve probably heard that most women wear the wrong size bra. Would you like to know how wrong? Mom was wearing a 36D when what she should have been wearing was a 34F. She was rather disappointed to land such an oddball size, but she did have to admit those 34Fs were the comfiest bras she’d worn. The visit also put paid to our long-standing dispute over underwire–I love it, she hated it. But if I’d been wearing a bra that was two cup sizes too small, I’d probably hate it, too.
As for me, I knew I needed a new size, as my bras have been giving me backaches lately. The wonderful wizardesses moved me up from a 32C to a 32D–which is not as impressive as it sounds. Cup size runs in scale with band size, so the cup on a 32 is smaller than the one on a 36. On an almost 6-foot tall woman, a 32D can still look pretty darned flat-chested. Who’da thunk it? Anyway, the new bras are super-comfy, so who cares?
Mom called me again this morning to lament her F-ness. But here’s the thing, with the new, right, bras she actually looks less busty than she did before. Her cups do not runneth over. Plus, a properly fitted bra is the best way to avoid “matron-boob” you know, that mono-bosomed look that results from women wearing the size they’ve always been instead of the one they really are. And, no backaches.
Mom is now a sworn believer for life, and has vowed to tell all her friends about the wizard of bras. If you’d like to make sure you’re wearing the right size bra, follow the fitting instructions on their site.
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I’m a believer we did the same thing here in Kansas right before my wedding. My bridesmaids and I decided to figure out what it is about and wham what do ya know?? Wrong size. I have admit that the right bra makes all the difference and now my puppies sit up and say HELLO!
See, this is what I always think when people act like I’m a lunatic for sleeping in a bra. A proper-sized bra is comfortable. It hardly feels like anything.
Matron-boob! I love that there’s a word for that.
No one gets to talk about flatchested unless they come through me first. I took the measurement quiz thingie: 36AAA. Ha! Which means the one I’m wearing is too big, but you find me a store that stocks AAA bras. I think they’re in the pre-teen section
I’m so flat that the bras I wear (when I have to wear them) don’t even qualify as actual bras, training or otherwise.
They’re bralettes, instead.
(So sayeth the tags on the “bras” I buy…)
I’m stacked. So I need, like, architecture. The challenge is to find something that looks all gauzy and wispy but that can lift boulders.
Carrie,
Ok, I over-state when I say “flat-chested”. My friend who once put her bra on backwards and didn’t notice for half an hour, she’s flat (and fab. When she went to her twenty-year High School reunion looking like a knockout in a dress cut down to her rib cage, she realized “small is great for the long haul.”)
Let me instead say, “modest” or, to quote Shakira, “humble”. It’s disappointing. When I was a teenager, and still waiting desperately for the boob fairy to visit, I would have killed to be a C, and I thought a D was, like, super-busty. But like Einstein said, everything’s relative
32D on someone who’s 5’3″ is probably busty. On me, it’s modest. (sigh).
Tumperkin,
It’s probably an urban legend, but, I’ve heard that bras present some of the most unique engineering challenges ever. The story goes: if an engineer makes a mistake on a bridge or a building, they can always go in after the fact and add struts or trusses, or something to help hold the weight. Bras don’t give second chances.
Yes, I love that line from Shakira. No tengo montañas. I can always sprint for a train or bus without worry that I’ll knock myself out. And now that I’m done nursing, well, I’m not afraid of the droopage to come. They might vanish altogether, but they’ll never droop.
Hmm, guess that would be the only way that I ever line up on the humble side.
Make that very humble.
I’m pretty happy with my size. . . I just wish they’d hike back up to where they used to be.
And Tumperkin, I’m totally with you. Lately I’ve even been having a hard time finding bras in a color other than white or beige. Totally not understanding that. Just dye the fabric!
This is way off topic. But Bettie, when is your next book coming out?
I’m slogging through this endless Harlequin Desire for Rita judging. It’s only 170 pages but IT WON’T FINISH. I’ve promised myself I can read EMBER again when I’m done to remind me how it’s really done.
Which brings me to the question: WHEN IS THE NEXT BOOK COMING OUT?
Hi Sherry,
When you put it that way, I feel like I should get back to writing (thanks!). I’ve a couple of almost decent MSs on my hard drive for eBook length books, but even if I were to send them in ASAP, they probably wouldn’t be out until September at the earliest. Right now, I’m working on longer stuff so I can try my luck with the NY print people.
Oh, and, just to stay a little on topic: Boobs!
;o)
Woo, baby, Bettie Sharpe in print! That’s worth waiting for.
Okay, you write. I’ll go back under my rock and wait.
And of course, to stay on topic, boobs! Mine in particular. I think they are mighty fine despite their humbleness.
I couldn’t understand some parts of this article The Wonderful Wizard of Bras, but I guess I just need to check some more resources regarding this, because it sounds interesting.
It’s tough being a bigger girl… I have such a hard time finding nice styles in my size. Oh yeah… by the way great post!