Saturday, April 30, 2011

40C?!? Say it isn't so!

I went shopping today and bought myself two new bras.

I've been wearing a 38C for a few years now, but lately I've been thinking I need to wear a different size to get a good fit. More specifically, the band size is too small. I mean, I fit into a 38 and it's OK, but it isn't a great look. My loose skin - not fat, mind you! - rolls over the top of the band and just is not nice to look at in the mirror. If muffin top is overflow at the waistband, you might call this cupcake top.

Anyway, I've wondered for a while how a 40B would fit me. I figured that if I went up a band size, I would need to go down a cup size to keep things fitting right up front. I didn't really approach such thoughts with a lot of enthusiasm. For one thing, a B cup just doesn't sound as awe inspiring as a C cup. Another thing is that over size 38, I just haven't been thrilled with the selection I've seen in stores. It's like size 40 = old and frumpy. I mean, really, who wants to wear a granny bra just because they have a large torso?

So today, I took the plunge. I bought two bras, as I mentioned. One is a nice red bra with lace trim that has a nylon sheath to keep it smooth and prevents it from looking odd under clothing. That once is a 38C, my current size. The other one I bought as an experiment; it's a size 40B.

The 38C fit about as I expected, but as I've noticed from time to time lately, I seem to be filling the cups really well. A little too well. And the 40B? It fit, sort of. I overfill the cups for sure. I have loose boob flesh that hangs out on either side, and unless I exhale deeply, I'm overflowing the cups at the top even more than I do in my 38C bras.

I'm thinking the next bra I buy will have to be a 40C, just to see if it will fit. I hate this fact. I feel fat and old. But at least I'll still be a C cup.