I knew there was a reason I like the Gap and it's
more than just my essential bourgeois-ness. I just bought a 32B bra there. And
yes, it does fit just fine, with no extra socks or even cotton balls needed. This
does, I suspect, have something to do with all that exercise --while there, I had
the saleschick measure me and I am officially now a 34A, up from the 32A I've been
since I finally grew enough that I didn't need a training bra. The saleschick told
me that she was also a 34A, but found 34B fit her better, so it's probably just
that the Gap's bras run small. But hey, I'll take it.
Next step:
finding out whether, if I buy a sportsbra in a larger size, it won't cut in under
my arms as several of mine have been doing.
It's funny how exciting
this is; I have honestly never minded being small-breasted (though I did mind a
bit being completely flat, back in 7th grade when my peers considered that a fit
subject for loud discussion). I sort of think of myself as being the convenient
travel size. I have no divots in my shoulders. I have no upper back pain (that's
not just due to slumping). I can go braless comfortably and often do, if my shirt
isn't too white or too tight. I can even jump up and down without any external
support. Yet still, I'm enough a product of my culture that going up a cup size is
a milestone moment for me, especially since I've actually lost a few pounds
recently so it doesn't just stem from increased plumpness.
I am
looking forward to telling Rudder.