Six months ago, when I realized that I had been measuring customer incompletely for nearly nine years, I was completely taken aback. I took great pride in getting women into great fitting bras, and to find that maybe they hadn’t fit all that “great”, was quite a revelation. As it was, I suffered from what I called an “occupational hazard” of assessing whether someone’s bra fit everywhere that I was. I didn’t need to be at work. I mentally assessed everywhere—grocery store, book store, walking down the street. Well, now that I know more than I did six months ago, it’s even worse. Lol.
I see women with very small ribcages and think: “I bet she’s wearing a 32 band because that’s all that she can find.” Or, I’ll see a very large busted woman, coming all out of her bra and think: “Goodness! I wonder if she knows there are letters beyond DDD?” That last thought was common before but the first one, even more so. In some cases, I’ve taken to working the subject of well fitting bras into every conversation that I have. It’s not difficult. Just about everyone hates buying bras because they really don’t know what size they are. I like to think that by referring them to the bra size calculator on my blog—so conveniently linked to r/ABraThatFits on reddit—that I'm helping the nation’s population, one size at a time.
As for my own journey, it’s been quite the challenge. I got rid of all my regular 36DDD garments within the first month of finding that I was a 36FF/36H. That was after I set out on my quest to find the Perfect Fit. I still haven’t found it, even after trying on more than 70 bras so far--here's a snippet, but I did find one style that fit Pretty Well—the Chantelle Rive Gauche (thank goodness for sales)--and another that Fit Even Better—Elila Unlined Banded Lace—so I feel like I’m doing pretty well. The only downside is that I gained ten pounds in the past month and I think five of it went to my boobs which means that the size I bought back then doesn’t fit as well as it could/should. I’ll be damned if I go buy new bras, though, after spending $200 on new ones. I’ll just get these ten pounds off and call it a day.