I was totally surprised, yet pleased about the new Bra Guide on beinggirl.com to help readers obtain the perfect fit of their foundation garment. It is so great that teens have access to information that will be useful to them all of their bra-wearing lives. No doubt that the Bra Guide will also be valuable to their moms and grandmothers too. Hopefully beinggirl readers will share the information with them, as I believe that a well-fitting bra provides comfort, confidence and a better look regardless of age.
MY BRA STORY: Before I continue, I am going to take a step back to my history and share my early teen bra measurement story. When my mother determined that my breastals were of a size to be ensconced in a bra, she took me to the local bra shop to be measured and fitted. It was really rather embarrassing and a somewhat dysfunctional experience, since it was MR. Goldman who did the measuring. (I’ve changed his name for the sake of this story, since the store is still around and I don’t want any of his family thinking that I think their now deceased dad’s behavior was odd even though I do think that and it was!) In any case, picture a serious looking older man (though all men over the age of 18 looked old to me at that time) with wire-rimmed glasses, a balding head and a tape measure draped around his neck. To my horror at the time, Mr. Goldman pulled off the tape measure and put it around my chest. To his credit, he did exactly as directed by beinggirl.com. Fortunately though, Mr. Goldman didn’t come into the dressing room to see if he was accurate. In any case, a few bras of the correct size were sent back to me to try on. My mom made me bend over so I could “plop’ into the cups. Though you have to know, at my age and size, there was no plopping. Then, and this may even be worse than Mr. Goldman’s measurement taking, one of his female sales clerks came into the room, adjusted the bra straps, pulled on the cups and then snapped the back. NO KIDDING!
At that time, or at least it seemed to me, all the bras were white. Some of the cups had the bullet look that Madonna made famous and some had a more natural looking rounded cup. They were all cotton and looked like orthopedic devises in the back because of the snaps, hooks and metal contraptions. With all that, I actually was totally glad to have my first bra and thought I looked so much better in my t-shirts, blouses and dresses. I think I even walked taller. Yep, despite Mr. Goldman, the bra changed my life for the better as I began to think of myself as an attractive and shapely young woman.
At least the Mr. Goldman’s Bra Shop experience made me far more sensitive to my daughter when she was ready for her first bra. We went to a department store together. On the way up to lingerie, my daughter informed me that I wasn’t to tell anyone in the department what we were doing there. It was up to me to find the correct size in different colors; she would try the bras on in private and report back to me from inside the closed dressing room. I said, of course.
BACK TO TODAY: Take a look at the information on beinggirl. I posted the link below. Also, I would love to hear your first bra stories!