So even though the hubs doesn’t read my blog at all – I think he finds me too wordy – I shall still take this public opportunity to wish him a happy birthday.
Happy birthday, babe! Mwah!
And now that that’s out of the way, on to bras. (Yes, that was a rather abrupt segue but I’m still only functioning at 75% right now and I’m just grateful I managed to get one OOTD post out this week.)
Bras – they can either make or break an outfit. This, I swear. When my daughter starts burgeoning, it’s off to a professional bra measurer we go, and I’m open to suggestions because I think my old standby, Victoria’s Secret, is on my blacklist right now.
Here’s the story: you know how I’ve been doing that Fitbit/10K a day thing all summer, right? And one would think being so fit would help me either maintain or even lose a bit of pudge. But to my horror, when I tried on this dress for Back to School Night, I felt the traitorous snugness across my back that signaled a too-tight piece. My heart nearly broke, my friends, because you all know how much I adore this dress and how I paid such an exorbitant sum to Gwynnie Bee to own it and how I’ve really only worn it the once and was hoping it’d have some staying power in my closet.
I consoled myself with the thought that I could always wear a completer piece with it and could extend its shelf life while I lost weight. And then I railed at the fates for making me all pudgy in the first place and why the heck did I waste all my time treadmilling it if I was just gonna balloon out anyway? (I suppose my eating habits had a bit to do with things, but that’s another post for another day.)
But guess what? When it was time to actually wear the dress, I switched out my VS bra for my strapless one so I could show off the neckline strap-free and voilà! I instantly lost twenty pounds! I wasn’t pudgy – I was wearing the wrong bra!
My VS bras are all super padded because I guess if you shop at VS, you expect to have humungous bazongas and I suppose I should’ve known that all along but I’ve been buying the same bras for as long as I can remember and I’ve never really thought about it until now. Of course, I probably did pudge out a bit – otherwise, I would’ve noticed this bra situation sooner, right? – but at least it’s not as egregious as I thought. My heart isn’t broken; it’s just a little bit cracked.
So heed my words, my friends: bras – wear the proper ones.
You can bet your sweet tuchis that I’m wearing the correct bra for this outfit. And no, it’s definitely not a VS one.
:: Just the facts, ma’am ::
Dress – Liberty of London for Target
Cardi – Gap
Heels – Mossimo @ Target