Oh poor you. Try a 34DD. Then I had a kid and went to a 36H. Now I’m a semi-reasonable 36D.
Plus side? I live in California. Land of small ribcages and big (fake) tits. Bras are a cinch to find here.
Oh and BTW, who are the people that are designing bras? Why can’t an engineer who knows how to design suspension bridges devote themselves to bras? They’d make a damned fortune.
Thus the fundamental differences between males and females are amply pointed out in this thread. Can any of you imagine a guy saying, "So, today, I’m getting dressed. And I have to put on my underwear. Nothing new with that. Too much dick to not wear underwear. Today, the underwear doesn’t fit. None of my underwear fits. NONE!!!
Damn freakin dick! Don’t they know how much underwear cost? Doesn’t it know that I have to try on every single pair of underwear that I could possibly think of buying to make sure that everything works?"
uhh, i live in california too. where the hell r u shopping where bras are a cinch to find? and you’re a 36D now which is just a tad easier to find than a 34D. that’s the part that really pisses me off! why are 36Ds so easy to find and 34s aren’t? it’s as if bra manufacturers around the world are TRYING to piss me off. it’s a global conspiracy, i tell you! … ok, maybe not. but it’s frustrating nonetheless! grrrrr!!
They did. I caught the Channel 4 series detailing its invention one night and, having always felt as you did about the lack of science involved, got all excited at the prospect of a comfortable bra that [bad pun] wouldn’t let me down [/bad pun]. Imagine my chagrin when I finally tried one on a year or so back and it felt like wearing a corset from the neck down. It was like a scold’s bridle for the breasts. In the end, it’s a granny bra by any other name. I was REALLY disappointed.
Incidentally, I tried that bra on in the Ealing branch of M & S, across from what has since been the Mecca for me for bra shopping: Bravissimo(thanks to Franscesca, who probably doesn’t remember but recommended them in a similar thread long ago). For the first time ever I can purchase a (matching, yet!) bikini top and bottom that both fit! And they make a strappy top that makes me feel like a normal girl (again, first time ever).
Note to the ladies with small ribcage and large cup size - the links posted so far (particularly Bravissimo) do stock plenty of bras to suit your needs. The UK seems to be a little way ahead of the US in sensible bra sizing - or at least it appears so to me from reading threads about bra shopping problems. I can see 34E bras in by local department store, no probs. It wasn’t always so - back when I was a nearly titless stick insect I remember looking for 34AA and 36AA bras to no avail whatsoever. One was a 32AA in a junior high training bra, or one was a 34A and tough titty (HA!) if one didn’t fill it out.
And further to the “do you need to wear a bra?” from the guys - I’m only a 38B, and if I’m not wearing a bra it’s uncomfortable to go up or down stairs because of the kinetic energy produced by oscillation. I have to hold my tits to my chest with one forearm when using stairs. B cup. B.
I wanted to have a breast reduction in high school, but the reports I could find about it said that you had to reach maturity first. Your friend was probably still growing when the reduction took place. Also, if you are overweight, you had to lose weight.
I’m a 34 D as well - or was the last time I bought bras and got fitted…
Get fitted each time - cause every time its a little different, Gain a couple pounds its all in breast Loose a couple pounds, its all in breasts. (unless you want to gain or loose in your chest, then, inevitably, it comes and goes on your hips, butt, thighs or tummy - where ever you don’t want to gain/lose it). Go to a real store with real salepeople who have been trained. Even if you then buy your bras over the internet. Don’t bother with WalMart or Target.
I like Nordstroms. Bras are expensive, but the sales staff is fantasic. I like Wacoal bras. Mine are almost three years old and are still in great shape (despite the way I treat them - throw them in the washer and sometimes remember not to dry them) - $40 a piece (which, unless they start popping seams will be less than $10 a year before they go into the trash). They come in larger sizes (to DD), do great things for my shape, are seamless through a t-shirt, have a touch of padding (not for size, for discretion in a cool breeze) and are actually fairly attractive considering the battleship nature of anything bigger than a C-cup.
Bigger busted women can also try a maternity store, since it isn’t unknown to be unpregnant with a B cup and pregnant with a DD. Which means larger women start pregnancy big and by the time they start nursing, don’t need to a kitchen table any longer, because they can seat four around their chest.
I hate underwires, and it seems that practically all the cute bras have them. So I only have utilitarian bras, because there are no nice, non-underwired ones out there. Sigh.
Don’t buy maternity bras at Motherhood. I did, and it immediately shrank. What good, I ask you, is a maternity bra that shrinks?
Oh, which reminds me of something…you know how they usually say you should put the napkin on your lap? I sometimes ignore it and use the napkin as a bib. When asked why: Trust me, food that falls from the fork or spoon won’t reach my lap.
I’m also a 38B and while I frequently do not wear a bra, I often regret it if I happen to do anything strenuous while not wearing one, like go over a bump in the road while sitting in a car.
And yet another response for “why do you need to wear a bra?”:
There’s nothing worse than chafed and abraded nipples rubbing up against your clothing. My only solution is liberal applications of Bag Balm, until the skin stops peeling and cracking.
Wow, I don’t feel so bad now about being a 36DD. At least most halfway decent department stores carry something in my size. (I love Bali!) I do have fantasies, though, about being able to wear all those cool spaghetti-strap tops and dresses without being arrested for being mistaken for a cheap hooker.
Yep, I know; I could wear a strapless bra. However, out of the numerous ones that I’ve tried over the years (the only one I’e ever bought was when I got suckered into being a bridesmaid for my oldest friend’s wedding, and the dress had spaghetti straps), none accomplished thier intended purpose, and most of them LIED about the cup size. My cup runneth over, but this was like a friggin’ waterfall! Plus the darn thing compressed my diaphragm and ribcage to the point that I could hardly breate. Between the cermony and the reception, I snuck into the bathroom and took the darn thing off. Impropriety, my ass; I wasn’t about to pass out from lack of oxygen and miss the reception!
As long as this is turning into a boob survival advice thread, anyone have any solutions for under-boob sweat that are somewhat classier than wrapping the chest area underneath with cotton gauze?