Sunday, August 25, 2019

A SEVERELY COMMON SENSE APPROACH

The woman in the seat behind me on the bus was discussing her bra-buying expedition with her boyfriend on her cellphone. Which, of course, was the wrong thing to do. In this world there is only ONE person you should consult regarding the purchase of a new brassiere. Me.
I haven't been near an unprotected breast since Obama's first term, and consequently can be completely dispassionate, as well as analytical.

It's kind of like buying a car.

There are FIVE considerations.

1) Cup size.
2) Nipple room.
3) Chest circumference.
4) Adjustability.
5) Materials.

Obviously the cup size must be right for the mammaries in question, rather than causing that pile-out effect you see on women who have chosen thoughtlessly. A comfortable snug fit, rather than too loose or too small. Nipple room is also important, because one doesn't want chafing, squashing, or unnecessary friction, nor eye-popping protuberance.
Chest circumference, often entirely overlooked, is another key factor. Too tight -- a common problem -- leads to unsightly pads bulging on the back, circulatory issues, bruising, and red marks deep in the skin. The flesh will protest. Make sure it's the right size for your figure. Which, inevitably, brings up adjustability: can both the vertical and horizontal fit be made accurate? If the cups are the right distance apart, are they at the right height? Or vice versa. And lastly, material. Is it soft to the touch? Will it breathe? Or will it, during summer, cause heat rash? A sweaty odour? Or itch?

Basically, it's all about engineering.

Unfortunately, I can't give you any pointers on where to buy the bra, as I've never actually been in a bra emporium. But do your research on line, and have a good idea of what you want before you make your move.

Personally I favour thin material, a bit of lace or brocade, and, if necessary, underwire. Push-up bras are often problematic on several counts, and sexy lingerie-style is often made of unbreathable synthetic fabric.
Bold colours show through lightweight clothing.
Discretion on that note is better.



Your significant other and your kinfolks may have skewed perspectives, so ab initio they cannot be relied upon for advice in this matter. Either your sister, possibly, or me, for a dispassionate and clinical approach.
And my perspective is, necessarily going to be limited.


A station wagon. That's what you need.
Or a Volkswagen beetle.



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