Post by Mary Fischer
A couple of weeks ago, I was faced with the dreaded task of finding the perfect strapless bra to go with the bridesmaid dress I was wearing for my best friend's wedding. Being a small-chested (yet proud) A-cup gal, shopping for bras is no easy feat. Actually, I hate bra shopping. And that's probably why I hadn't done it in at least two years or so, until right before New Year's Eve. This time, I had no choice, so I ventured into the lingerie store and started combing through the racks myself to find a suitable, extra-padded size 36-A bra that would potentially add a cup size or two and make my "girls" look a little less minuscule as compared to all the other bridesmaids.
A couple of weeks ago, I was faced with the dreaded task of finding the perfect strapless bra to go with the bridesmaid dress I was wearing for my best friend's wedding. Being a small-chested (yet proud) A-cup gal, shopping for bras is no easy feat. Actually, I hate bra shopping. And that's probably why I hadn't done it in at least two years or so, until right before New Year's Eve. This time, I had no choice, so I ventured into the lingerie store and started combing through the racks myself to find a suitable, extra-padded size 36-A bra that would potentially add a cup size or two and make my "girls" look a little less minuscule as compared to all the other bridesmaids.