Women go bra-shopping. It’s just one of those things we do. I went the other day with the intent of purchasing a plain, white one to wear beneath white cloths so that you can’t see it through the material. Fair call. Plus, somebody had given me a gift voucher for a nice store for Christmas. So there I was, perusing the shelves, looking for what surely has to be one of the most common coloured upper-underwear garment ever. Wrong. I seemed to be visiting a store devoid of white.
Until! Oh! There they are! But wait, where are all the sizes… A whole rack of 10A /10B and nothing else. I asked my mum to help me look, surely her age and love of bargains gives her shopping experience I don’t have. Nope, not my imagination. “Just look for any colour in my size, then.” And nothing, a whole store devoid of my size that I thought was one of the most common sizes of all.
A thought confirmed in a second proper lingerie shop when an older woman around sixty told me that the bra companies have stopped sending in enough in my size, “It’s probably one of the more common sizes but the companies seem to think that you can’t have it in a 10, they think we all need to start at 12. And now that summer is over, they stop making whites as often.” I won’t give you my exact size, but I am neither smaller chested nor very large, I’m in the middle. And apparently, the middle aren’t compensated for.
I visited all the proper bra shops in town to no avail, so wondered into one of the chain department stores that aren’t supposed to have the same quality as specialty stores. Ha! There they were, a whole wall full of them in my size in every style and all white.
And amazingly, for $6. I went back and bought two more (one white, one black) for $8.48. What kind of magic is this? Great quality, great fit, comfortable, attractive, and cheap? I love department stores. There is a stigma that clothing from these kinds of places aren’t as good quality as that purchased from a ‘proper’ store, or that they aren’t as ‘cool’. Well, you know what is cool? Paying $8.48 for 2 bras. Suck on my savings.
I once decided to splurge on an Elle Macpherson bra. I thought that because it was a famous person’s brand, sturdy feeling and $40 dollars that it would last. How very wrong. Every top brand bra I have ever bought has gone bad much quicker than the chain-store counterparts, the only exception to this rule being one of the Kylie Minogue ones (yeah, Kylie).
I realise that this is a post dedicated to ranting about bras, but it simply baffles me that in Australia, in 2013, women are hard-pressed to find a regular-sized, white bra from lingerie shops. I am baffled that all the bras in those shops today seem to be ruffled, lacy, hot pink or see-through. All of which are perfectly fine, it’s just that sometimes I want something, you know, plain. I’m baffled that women will pay even above $50 for one bra, when they could be buying it for $6 bucks from Big-W (exceptions no doubt to those with extra-large chests, or seeking the bright colours / ruffles / lace). Bras are important. They give support. They aren’t ‘dirty’, or a secret, they are awesome friends to women.
In even less related news, one of my favourite people has begun a website through wordpress, called SAME, that gives you an insight into her truly artistic, original minded, thoughtful, intelligent brain. I could give this lady so many compliments that you would start to wonder if I was being sarcastic, and I hope she doesn’t mind me posting about her.
A cool change in weather has come in today, so be prepared for some frequent posting! May all your underwear shopping be merry 🙂