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My Savage Breasts
It's official, y'all: my boobs require their own zip code. ( There's boob. There's boob-o-rama. And then, apparently, there's me.Collapse )
I also came here from metaquotes
. I am not nearly as large as some of you, and you have my sympathy truely, I couldn't seem to find bras that fit properly. (that sentence structure is off and my brain can't seem to fix it right now....) I got fitted at Victoria's Secret and while the new bras fit better, it still seems to be off some how. I'm not sure how. I also just found out I'm a deep B as opposed to the C that they told me I was at another store.
I have a couple of friends who are as endowed or more endowed than some of you who are of the "needs their own zip code" (one is at LEAST a JJJ) they swear by custom bras. It might be worthwhile to check to see if there is someplace locally that will do custom bras. They are usually not cheap but you can usually choose the fabric you want and most if not all come with a guarantee of work. Just a thought.
I think I'm just going to teach my self how to make my own bras. Then I don't need to deal with some ditzy sales chick trying to figure out my bra size. Also I can get the stupid thing to fit correctly. It may take a long time.
I hate bra shopping.
I got fitted at Victoria's Secret and while the new bras fit better, it still seems to be off some how.
Based on what I've learned in the comments to this post, Victoria's Secret actually doesn't give fittings that are all that accurate. So if things still don't feel right, you might try a big department store or one of the alternate stores listed at the bottom of the page here
; they, apparently, can measure you up right.
(Bras = rocket science. I see this now. Except that I actually understand
rocket science.)I think I'm just going to teach my self how to make my own bras. Then I don't need to deal with some ditzy sales chick trying to figure out my bra size. Also I can get the stupid thing to fit correctly. It may take a long time.
That is impressive dedication. (If I tried to make my own bra, it would be a disaster of humorous proportions. Like, I'd end up sewing myself to the couch or something.) I hate bra shopping.
Oh my yes
. There just has
to be a better way to do this. But I'm hoping the stores in this comments section are that way.
*head bloody but unbowed*
*or possibly that should be boobs bloody but unbowed*
Lordy, yes, I feel your pain.
Last spring my mother took me bra-shopping. Which I resisted, but she had just seen Trinny and Susannah (of What Not to Wear fame) on the Today show and she explained to me that my bra was all wrong and that I would be way more comfortable when my breasts were actually suspended in something supportive. And I bitched and moaned, because the bras were hideous, and then I tried one on that...
...worked. And it was amazing.
So now I wear ugly ugly bras, but on the bright side, my back doesn't hurt like it used to. I hope you can find some consolation in that, too. :-)
You are brave.
But, hey, now that you know your real bra size, you can go to some of the online stores in the comments here and find pretty bras that fit. And then your undergarments will be the talk of the town!
Okay, no. That didn't come out right.
My point is that I now believe prettiness is within the grasp of any bra wearer. Reach out and take it!
And that was scary. I haven't been that peppy and encouraging since, well...ever. Well-fitting bras are clearly a potent drug.
I'm here to join in the commiseration party. (Yeay metaquotes
I went through your experience about eight months ago. I was wearing D-cup minimizers on my F-cup breasts. (My mother: Wait, did you say you need an F
-cup?!?! Me: Yes, F, as in "Fuck! Those are huge!") Let me just say, the new bras were (still are) like a dream come true! And I checked, the one I'm wearing does sit flat against my breastbone. :-)
I got mine from Cacique/Lane Bryant. They carry up to DDD in the Lane Bryant stores, and F-H online, though there aren't as many band sizes available for F-H as there are at Figleaves or some of the other sites here. They aren't necessarily pretty, but they aren't grandmotherly/works of architecture, and they come in colours other than black, white, and beige. I even have a surprisingly supportive deep-plunge, convertable strap one!
I hope you find something pretty and comfy soon!
Have you checked out their strapless ones yet? I never thought I'd find a strapless bra I wouldn't have to spend my entire life tugging up, but LB had one!
Now, granted, I have no idea what country you're in, but sometimes Lane Bryant
has pretty bras in larger sizes (although, granted, they do tend to lean toward the black/beige/white color scheme, but I have found some pretty ones. It just takes some patience, and I've never tried shopping online). Also, owned by the same company, you might try Fashion Bug Plus. I have this adorable tan and brown lacy bra I found there.
Someone should tell them that larger women don't need padding, though.
Incidentally, I SWORE I was a 36C until a friend of mine who used to work at Lane Bryant made me go in for a fitting. Now? I'm anywhere from a 40D to a 42DD, depending on the make of the bra.
There's this one I have, though, whose underwire jabs me in the armpit. I hates it, and I only wear it when all my other bras (all three of them) are dirty.
One of my favourite bras, alas now outgrown (or outshrunk, as the case may be) was this, in black. Look at it, it's a rocket bra!
Oh my god, that thing is gorgeous. (See, Best Beloved told me that if I actually had the option to buy pretty, colorful, frilly bras, I'd buy two. And then I'd be like, "Well, that was fun, but now it's back to basic black." What gets me is that the pretty colors and things are not even on offer. If they were, I likely would not want them; I'm just contrary that way.
No, really. Insanely contrary. Someday I will write a post explaining how I proved this using the implicit associations test. I'm just...really, really, really difficult.)
The other thing I like about my sensible bras is that they look decent with my sensible knickers.
Ah. Well. See. The thing is, I don't have sensible panties.
I wait to buy panties until they're on sale at Victoria's Secret (I won't buy bras there, but I love the panties), and then I buy whatever colors they have. Which generally means I get the truly hideous ones: bright, searing yellow and purple plaids, enormous sparkly flowers, fluorescent pink paisley. So there's just no chance my bras will ever match my panties. Jesus. I shudder just imagining an expanse of fabric big enough to contain my boobs in some of my panty colors; permanent vision damage would be the inevitable result.
Anyway, perhaps you should just convince yourself you're going for an elegant retro look?
That might very well work. Especially as I now know that pretty bras in my size are out there.
That is sage advice indeed.
Where in California are you? (north, south, central?) I have some pretty good places that carry large cups in-store and don't, like, go bug-eyed when you walk in. One of them even has you assigned a saleslady and she goes and brings the bras to you where you then try them on.
Ugh, bra shopping. I was traumatized from the very beginning and it wasn't until a year and a half ago that I was wearing even close to the right size. Right now I'm wearing a 32HH but starting to bulge out of those in places. And my ribcage keeps shrinking. I'm at the "cover my ears and sing 'lalalalalala'"stage because I don't even want to think about trying to bra shop for a 30J+
Where in California are you? (north, south, central?)
Oooo! Advice from a potential local! I'm in southern CA, in that area we like to call "somewhere in here, there's Los Angeles."
I was traumatized from the very beginning
Oh my god, exactly. The first fitting was incredibly awful for me. (I was young! My mother tricked me into going! I didn't want a bra! And the salesladies were...scary. Also very, very grabby.) And since then, I've basically operated on the principle that back pain and boob pain were better than another fitting. But if you can recommend somewhere, um, slightly safer, I could probably go. (For one thing, I'm not 12 anymore. This is key to accepting a bra fitting with dignity, I suspect.)
I'm at the "cover my ears and sing 'lalalalalala'"stage because I don't even want to think about trying to bra shop for a 30J+
|Date:||June 14th, 2006 11:28 pm (UTC)|| |
The Lands' End bras have reinforced mesh. I'm pretty sure that's what they use when they pour concrete.
Yes. When the descriptions no longer talk about "pretty" or "flattering" and instead start using the same terms you read in a civil engineering textbook, you have moved into the Utility Bra Zone.
Why don't they just say "reinforced with titanium and ferro-concrete"? It would be better for us in the long run, I think.
Gah! Yep, been there, done that, and slapped the little old ladies silly when they tried to sell me a bra that didn't fit properly because, according to the instructions, I was not really the size I was. Oh, and I needed a $10 contraption to latch in between the hooks to make the bra bigger around my ribs, because obviously, going up on the bra size was a no-no. I held my ground and tried on a lot of bras until I found one I liked, then bought 4 of them.
and of course, as soon as I do, they stop making that bra. And I'm only a 38DD (40DD in the winter).
Fast-forward, my eldest offspring outgrew the "pretty bras" while still in middle school. Unwilling to go to "Granny Bras" in high school, she took to wearing *2* athletic bras at the same time to "keep everything from falling out" (She was a cheerleader all through HS). College came along and I simply gave up and sent her money to go to Victoria's Secret and get some nice looking bras that fit properly. Yep, she's just 20 and into DD's already.
Sad note: A very dear friend of mine has been *begging* her doctor to authorise breast-reduction surgery. She's in terrible pain, takes pain-killers, the whole rigamarole. She's a little thing, just about 5-foot tall. She was properly measured for a bra size that can only be special-ordered by the very rich. 34I. Yes, an *I*! Her doctor "doesn't see anything wrong".
He needs 34I balls to waddle around with for 20 years, unsupported. Then we'll see if there's "anything wrong". >:(
|Date:||June 14th, 2006 11:58 pm (UTC)|| |
Male rugby coach: OK, 50 pushups!
Me: You ever try doing these with two enormous weights dangling from your chest?
Male rugby coach: ...no.
Me: You should try it.
It is located in St Louis and is called Ann's Bra Shop. They ship all over and have many lines listed. They also have an 800 number.
Fair warning. The site itself is hideous. I mean bad bad bad bad bad. The pink color that it is makes my teeth hurt. But the store is really cool, they have half sizes for our 12 year old daughters who aren't quite an A yet, but need a 38 since she is built like a linebacker for the Steelers...
They also have an 800 number and a knowledgeable staff. They also do prothetic work for after mastectomies.
Me? Have no idea. I looked down when I read this and realized my bra does not fit. Which means I am not a B but a C. Maybe. I think. Off for the measuring tape I go...
You're right, the site is hideous. But there are good bras there, which makes the pain worth it.
Me? Have no idea. I looked down when I read this and realized my bra does not fit. Which means I am not a B but a C. Maybe. I think. Off for the measuring tape I go...
Important tip gleaned from this thread:
Do not add anything to the band size measurement. (Sometimes they'll tell you to add three or five inches.) Just relax - don't suck in your rib cage at all - and then measure.
And, wow. It's amazing how much difference even a better fitting (but still not actually the right size) bra will make. My new bra is too small - and after writing about bras all day, I can really tell - but it's a bigger too small, and that makes a huge difference.
Through this post and the comments to it, I've basically talked myself into going up to the size I so didn't want to. But - bras that fit! It will be worth it, I think.
I completely hear you! One good thing is that you seem to be about the same size (or have not complained about being lopsided.) One of mine is about 1/2 to 3/4 of a cup smaller than the other so if I get a bra that fits one side, the other side is either smooshed or baggy. And pretty bras never fit right. :(
I am definitely lucky in that respect; my boobs are nearly the same size. Because, wow, that would just suck. I mean, my mother had a friend who had different sized feet, and that sucked because she had to buy two pairs of (identical, but different sized) shoes to get one pair that fit. But that really wouldn't work with bras. Huh.
Someone else on this thread talked about bras with removable inserts that you can use to sort of customize your boob size. Maybe it'd work to get one of those and leave the insert out on the bigger side?
|Date:||June 15th, 2006 02:28 am (UTC)|| |
I just ran through the measurement thing. The band size is underbreast measurement plus five. 41+5= 46. Fullest part of the breast? 45.
Cup size is 45-46.
Find me a 46 negative. Or a 46AA or 46A. (Actually, I'm currently wearing a 44B. The band is perfectly comfortable, and the cups are NOT empty, but they're not full, either.) My choices in bras tend to be white, and often with features I don't need or want, like underwires or special straps.
I would not trade problems - at the age of 42, I can and have spent entire days braless, even running errands that way, and the bands do give me sufficient support other than for exercise, and any sports bra will do for that (although my choices there are also fairly limited.)
|Date:||June 15th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)|| |
Heya. I wandered in from metaquotes
and wanted to give a solidarity wave. I actually had breast reduction surgery a couple of years ago, and it was only after that I realized that the cup seam was supposed to touch my breastbone. It turned out my band size was almost ten
(whatever increments they measure by) smaller than I thought it was -- because it was only by wearing a band that size that I could get a bra wrapped around my insane boobs.
Insane, heavy nylon bras with huge straps and construction-work hooks.
I gotta say, getting reduction surgery remains one of my better decisions. I can sit up straight for the first time in my life, and my shoulders don't have shoulder-strap grooves in them. If you have any kind of health coverage (I live in Canada), usually any woman over a C-cup can qualify for medically-mandated reduction (which is covered by insurance). And god knows I'm over a C-cup now
, and I'm less than half the size I was before.
When I was young I was skinny skinny skinny... with huge boobs. I was a 34D, which isn't ginormous, but finding a THIRTY-FOUR D was next to impossible. Thirty-six, yes. Thirty-eight, easy-peasy. But 34? Nope.
I had a breast reduction when I was 20, and dropped down to a lovely and wee and AVERAGE 34B. Oh the bras! It was a Bra-Fest! A Bra-nicopia! But over the years the universe has decided that I wasn't meant to be small, so I've gradually gained back boobage. Now, almost twenty years later, I'm back at a D cup, but this time with a 36 chest. And I hate bras again.
Stupid boobs. But this topic does give me a chance to use my breast icon.
Honey, I'm a C cup and *I* can't get a fucking thirty-four!
God, I love this post, so so much.
See, I'm bigger than any of my friends (currently wearing a 38DD, but thinking the cup size should be bigger). I'm also a broke ass college student...that rides horses. I shop at Wal-Mart or the sales rack at the mall. Thus, I wear a bra I got on sale for $18 at Penny's, with a cami/shelf bra that's one size too small (which means it stretches out), with a T-shirt on top of that. Add that to jeans, boots, and a riding helmet in the south Texas summer and you want to die.
But, yeah, after this post? Totally going to Lane Bryant this weekend when I go into Houston and getting a fitting. I don't mind dropping cash on a bra if it actually fits and is comfortable.
(I do feel proud of myself I knew about the breastbone thing, though. A friend of mine is an ex-Vicky's Secret fitter and gave a bunch of us bra tips a while back, which helped a LOT.)
Because I'm a shameless enabler and I like to help on the bra front, behold the Shock Absorber
. Expeeeensive, but no wobble!
|Date:||June 15th, 2006 05:14 am (UTC)|| |
This is the only place that I have found that carries comfortable and somewhat cute bras in REAL SIZES. They go from 32A to a 56F. http://www.biggerbras.com/
Thank you! And, holy shit, they have a huge range. I get an extreme and perverse satisfaction from being almost smack in the middle of their drop-down menu.
(Also: horse icon yay!)