Weddingbee Blog

When I bought my BHLDN dress, I was so, so, so excited that it had a built-in support, which meant that I wouldn’t need to find a long-line bra.

But then I made an appointment with a seamstress (is that a PC term anymore? It sounds so outdated and sexist to me, like “stewardess.”  Howzabout I call her a “dressmaker” instead, even though she is not making my dress?) and while I was speaking to her on the phone, the dressmaker suggested that I buy a long-line bra anyway, just in case.

It’s been about a million years since I’ve bought new bras (you should see how stretched out and ratty my bras are right now, oops), and after losing 30 pounds, I have no idea what my bra size actually is. So instead of ordering a bra online and crossing my fingers that it would fit, I decided to go for a good, old-fashioned bra fitting.

I Yelped and found a little shop just a few blocks from my office, so I headed out on my lunch break.

The shop was tiny, with just one employee, a little old lady who was so short that she came up to my chin. She took one look at me (while I was fully clothed) and grabbed a handful of corset bras off of the shelf for me to try on. I stood half-naked in the middle of the store (thank God there was nobody else there) while she strapped me into these crazy nylon contraptions. And here’s where I discovered that bra sizing makes absolutely no sense. For the sake of full disclosure, I will reveal that, in everyday bras, I usually wear a 40DD. She put me in a 44F that was too small, a 42DD that was too big, and a few other bras in various sizes that were way too old-fashioned and pointy.

And maybe they would’ve worked on Joan Holloway…

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But they definitely did not work on me, and you will forgive me (or maybe thank me?) for not taking photos.

Finally, I had to ask the little old lady if she had any strapless bras that were a bit lower cut, that didn’t come up over the top of my boobs to force them into cone shapes. She said that she thought she had one. It was a 40D, and it fit perfectly!

Unfortunately, when I brought the bra home and actually tried it on with the extra support in my dress, the combo forced my boobs way up and gave me double-boob and armpit fat, much like Miz Paula here:

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And that sucks.

I guess that my only solution is to wait a few weeks ’til I have my first fitting, and get the dressmaker’s expert opinion. Should I remove the support from the dress and just wear the bra? Or should I keep the dress support and ditch the bra? Either way, I’ve needed a decent strapless bra for other dresses, so I’m glad that I found one that is comfy.

Did you get a bra fitting for your wedding day? How did the bra work out with your dress?