I can’t honestly say I have ever had a really positive bra buying or fitting experience. For me, over the years, bra’s have become one of those necessary things I have to buy, but wish I didn’t. Many a time I’ve got the size wrong. What I thought was initially quite comfortable and fit well, later turned out to be a torture device.
In preparation for a trip I am going on at the end of this month I looked at the bra’s I currently have and realised with great sadness – I needed new ones. I had just gotten used to the ones I had and worn them in beautifully, but truthfully, this is code for them being one step away from total disintegration. I decided to go about things properly, so earlier this week I went into a David Jones department store where I knew I could get professionally fitted. I had been fitted in the past at a specialist bra shop but as we all know our girls move, shift, change size etc over time, so I thought some help was in order. Oh dear. It honestly turned out to be one of the most painful shopping experiences I have ever had.
Into the change rooms we go and I instantly knew as soon as I tried to do up the bra, it was too small for me. It dug into my back, flesh hanging out over the sides and it damn well hurt. I yelled out over the door that I would need other bra’s as it was too small, but my friendly saleswoman insisted she wanted to take a look. Mistake Two: Opening the change room door. She quickly told me it fit perfectly and the cup spillage was supposed to be there. I shot her what I am sure must have been a very dark look and said, “But it’s hurting me and is incredibly uncomfortable. How can that be right?” She pulled the back of the straps and proceeded to say again she thought it was fine and that if I really wanted more room I could buy an extender. For a $50 bra? I don’t think so! I want it to fit properly right from the get go.
I bundled my clothes on again and went back out on the floor. Confidence in my bra fitters skills now somewhat shaken, I said I just wanted to have a look around and choose some I liked and try again. She was fine with this and said she was there if I needed help. Eventually I found a few options to go back into the trenches with. Mistake Three: Not learning from Mistake Two and allowing her to help me again. More of the same. Insisting that bra’s that were too small were fine, and bra’s where I could have fit a small monkey as well as my own boobs in the cup, were not too big. Eventually I had to back out of the whole thing as best I could and go and sit a cafe with a fresh juice to pull myself together! When will my bra shopping curse end I thought? Is it meant to be this bad?
So ladies…I need help. Can any of you please suggest a good store or bra fitter in Melbourne that actually knows what they are doing or an online store where you have found comfortable and nice bra’s that fit properly to your measurements. Could this just be me? Anyone else out there have similar or same experiences or I am really bra cursed and it’s a breeze for others?