It's safe to say that most women out there wear a bra during their day-to-day life. Yes, there are those outliers who don't wear one ever, and to you I say, "How???"
To the majority, we all know that there are some very real issues when it comes to our bras, but we never really talk about them. I'm going to break the silence and start a conversation about all the things that drive us crazy when it comes to our bras, so buckle up, ladies.
They look like they're made for 13-year-old girls who are picking out their first bras.
I mean, I'm happy for them, I am, but give me something with substance or don't call it a sale.
If you have a large chest, you're typically limited to the boring bras. All the fun colors are reserved for those with C cups or smaller.
They never have your size, and you always have to shop online to get one that fits.
They say you're supposed to get remeasured every six months, which means you're likely never wearing a properly fitted bra.
You get all these weird lumps sticking through your top because lace and actual clothes do not mix.
It's like the bras you spend a lot of money on last you a couple of months, and then you have the ones from WWII that are never going to give out.
They squish your back fat down, and you're constantly readjusting. No thanks.
*Let it be known that I am a supporter of the uniboob, and think it looks just fine.*
Yes, it feels amazing, but at what cost?
Mine are always coming detached at the seams, but I refuse to throw them out, so it's like I'm living every day on edge, just waiting for one to completely give out.
Like, get back in there little guy. You're not wanted here.
Either they're fraying or become way too loose over time and fall off your shoulder every other minute.
We're all walking around wearing these sweaty, slightly discolored garments, and we're not afraid to admit it.
The bra hooks always become tangled in some knit article of clothing I threw in the wash.
Either you're trying to put them back in where they belong or there's this weird, unfixable crease in your bra, forever ruining everything.
You're never totally comfortable in one, but you know that if you went braless, things would get messy real quick.
