If you are a guy that happens to read this blog, you probably may want to end reading this post right about now. Okay, no more boys, right? Lets get to it then.
So growing up with seven children in my family, money was tight. It was one of the reasons I wanted a job as soon as I turned 16, and wanted to be able to drive to do so. So it was no surprise that when I was right around twelve and grew the ultra embarrassing boob (as a mere 6th grader, mind you) my older sister took me bra shopping. We have come a long way from the days of buying bras at Wal-Mart (and if you still are, well stop and keep reading.) From 9th grade on, I considered boobs to be a scourge. My best friend and I used to wish that there was some way to take some from me and transplant it to her, thus evening us both out. So at the tender age of 19, just about 7 months after graduating high school, I decided to have them cut down to a more normal size. Besides the whole issue of not being able to breastfeed 100%, it was hands down, probably the best thing I have ever done for myself. I was able to wear normal clothes, the bruising where my breasts were went away, and the ridges in my shoulder faded.
So once I was cleared at the 6 month mark of being able to wear underwire once again, I headed off to Nordstroms. My decision of heading to Nordstroms was definitely up there with having the boobs, well cut off (sorry, I honestly cannot think of a more appropriate way to say that!) The women that work in the Nordstrom's intimates department are angels. Now I know what you are thinking (besides thinking this all is just WAY TOO T.M.I. Emily!) those kind of bras are expensive. I will get to your chain of thinking in a moment.
When I married Mike, I had to change a lot of my old habits. In some ways, this was a great change. In others, it made it to where I actually wasted money. (Now I need to add here, that while in my first year of marriage, I gained 30 pounds, so many of my bras and clothes stopped fitting.) One of the habits I kicked was buying the nice bras. I started buying my bras at Kohls, and Target, spedning around $15, and guess what? They not only truly did not fit or work the way they were supposed to, but they all broke, probably within the year of buying them. It was truly stupid and probably wasteful. Now I am not saying you cannot get a decent bra at Kohls, but this is something we wear every day ladies! Nearly seven years later (just last month) I went with my older sister, once again to Nordstroms. She had some returns to the intimates department (they sell everything from bras, Spanx, slips, pajamas, you name it) so we decided to both be fitted for bras. Now here is the somewhat sad part. My lovely chest grew while pregnant with Jacob, and sadly never went back down. That is okay, I am losing weight and it still is not near as bad as when I was 19. So while I was trying to squeeze into that cheap Kohl's bra, by size had changed (this might have attributed to the demise of two bras in the last year.) My cup size went up two sizes ( I know, not too happy about that) but my band with had come down 4 inches from what I had been wearing.
There was a sale going on, and here is what the moral of this very long post is. Ladies, invest in yourselves. The bra I bought is the most comfortable bra I have ever owned. It separates, it lifts, it does what it is was made to do. Too often as women, as mothers, as wives, we place ourselves on the back-burner. I do not make a lot of money. But going in to get fitted, and buying a bra that not only makes me comfortable but makes me feel more confident and better about myself, I do not think I could truly place a price on that. So my advice, go and get fitted, go find a bra that does what it is supposed to. And again, apologies for the T.M.I.
*Just a note here: while I love my mom, and while she did teach me much, most of what I have learned about caring for myself has been to me by my sister Megan. So Megan: thank-you for filling in for mom and teaching me to appreciate a great bra!
So growing up with seven children in my family, money was tight. It was one of the reasons I wanted a job as soon as I turned 16, and wanted to be able to drive to do so. So it was no surprise that when I was right around twelve and grew the ultra embarrassing boob (as a mere 6th grader, mind you) my older sister took me bra shopping. We have come a long way from the days of buying bras at Wal-Mart (and if you still are, well stop and keep reading.) From 9th grade on, I considered boobs to be a scourge. My best friend and I used to wish that there was some way to take some from me and transplant it to her, thus evening us both out. So at the tender age of 19, just about 7 months after graduating high school, I decided to have them cut down to a more normal size. Besides the whole issue of not being able to breastfeed 100%, it was hands down, probably the best thing I have ever done for myself. I was able to wear normal clothes, the bruising where my breasts were went away, and the ridges in my shoulder faded.
So once I was cleared at the 6 month mark of being able to wear underwire once again, I headed off to Nordstroms. My decision of heading to Nordstroms was definitely up there with having the boobs, well cut off (sorry, I honestly cannot think of a more appropriate way to say that!) The women that work in the Nordstrom's intimates department are angels. Now I know what you are thinking (besides thinking this all is just WAY TOO T.M.I. Emily!) those kind of bras are expensive. I will get to your chain of thinking in a moment.
When I married Mike, I had to change a lot of my old habits. In some ways, this was a great change. In others, it made it to where I actually wasted money. (Now I need to add here, that while in my first year of marriage, I gained 30 pounds, so many of my bras and clothes stopped fitting.) One of the habits I kicked was buying the nice bras. I started buying my bras at Kohls, and Target, spedning around $15, and guess what? They not only truly did not fit or work the way they were supposed to, but they all broke, probably within the year of buying them. It was truly stupid and probably wasteful. Now I am not saying you cannot get a decent bra at Kohls, but this is something we wear every day ladies! Nearly seven years later (just last month) I went with my older sister, once again to Nordstroms. She had some returns to the intimates department (they sell everything from bras, Spanx, slips, pajamas, you name it) so we decided to both be fitted for bras. Now here is the somewhat sad part. My lovely chest grew while pregnant with Jacob, and sadly never went back down. That is okay, I am losing weight and it still is not near as bad as when I was 19. So while I was trying to squeeze into that cheap Kohl's bra, by size had changed (this might have attributed to the demise of two bras in the last year.) My cup size went up two sizes ( I know, not too happy about that) but my band with had come down 4 inches from what I had been wearing.
There was a sale going on, and here is what the moral of this very long post is. Ladies, invest in yourselves. The bra I bought is the most comfortable bra I have ever owned. It separates, it lifts, it does what it is was made to do. Too often as women, as mothers, as wives, we place ourselves on the back-burner. I do not make a lot of money. But going in to get fitted, and buying a bra that not only makes me comfortable but makes me feel more confident and better about myself, I do not think I could truly place a price on that. So my advice, go and get fitted, go find a bra that does what it is supposed to. And again, apologies for the T.M.I.
*Just a note here: while I love my mom, and while she did teach me much, most of what I have learned about caring for myself has been to me by my sister Megan. So Megan: thank-you for filling in for mom and teaching me to appreciate a great bra!
4 comments:
I had a breast reduction too, TWICE, hahah they grew back after my first surgery when i was 18 haha! good advice though! a good bra makes such a difference, and congrats on the weight loss good for you!!!!:)
Nursing bras= the saddest looking boobs on the planet. I love being able to breastfeed, but I can't wait to get the girls back into something supportive again!
I'm still upset that the transplant technology never worked out for us! ;) I hang onto the hope that a future pregnancy will help me out some.
I picked up a couple bras at Victoria's Secret a while back and ended up being pretty disappointed. One of them started breaking after a little over a month. (it's not like I'm busting out of stuff)
... Maybe Nordstoms will be my next try if I can stomach the price.
My favorite bra ever is actually from Kohl's lol! I have bought many expensive ones, but none fit me right. I decied to try out a Kohls, I think it's SO brand, and it fits perfect! But I am small up top so that may be the difference!
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