The Girls

Have you ever had a bra fitting?
I hadn't until a little over a month ago. I assumed when my boobs got bigger during pregnancy and nursing that my band size went right along with them.

False.

My 36 C is way too big in the cup now, but feels super tight in the band. So I finally went and got fitted at Victoria's Secret. Quick and painless, did it over my shirt. Turns out I'm a 32B. 32? That's nuts. If a 36 feels tight, how am I a 32? Well, it's because the cups are in different places for different band sizes, and if your band is too big, the underwire digs in where it should be supporting a breasticle.

Instead of paying upwards of $Yikes for a bra at VS, I saved my brassiere shopping for Target. After a fun time at our little Farmer's Market, my mom and I went to Target and began the most annoying bra shopping excursion EVER.

Either everyone in the world is a 32B and bought all of the normal bras, or they just don't make regular bras in that size. Every single one we found in my size had enough padding to provide flotation to an elephant at sea. We searched and searched and searched. While there were several really cute and very pretty bras in my size, I don't need padding! It's the whole chip bag scenario. When I told Steven about the padding issue and the chip bag thing he asked who I was trying to impress. Uh... No one, that's why I don't need a padded bra to make my boobs look 2 cup sizes bigger. And foamy.

I finally found normal, unpadded T-shirt bras but they were all really bright colors and patterns. I settled on a teal one and figured I'd go to WalMart eventually and probably be able to find something. As we were starting to walk away from the neon slingshots, I saw that we were in the junior bra section.

Hello, my name is Mandy and I have to buy bras in the juniors department.

I still haven't checked WalMart. Somehow, my 34A's from high school and college fit more comfortably than the teeny bopper bra that's the right size. Le sigh.