It snowed once again in the northern Virginia area. I don't consider it that urgent to be at my desk so I did a work from home day. I can do most anything from my house, once I get on the work network.
At the office, I'll call this a "clothes optional" day but that's not how I'm comfortable. I left on my nightgown (and robe; it was chilly in the apartment) until lunchtime. I actually put the robe on right before our daily 10am call; I told Charity I needed the robe because "it was a video call" (no it wasn't) ~ and I can't go into work tomorrow and say "I put a robe over my nighie at 10 yesterday and told my wife I needed it because it was a 'video call.'." Another don't ask/can't tell.
After lunch I decided to put on the teal dress that didn't fit quite right on Valentine's Day. I tried it with my new slightly smaller forms and the only 38B bra I had in the house.
I'm not sure if I like the look. I think it's OK, but I'm not 100% sure. I do know that underwire bra was not the most comfortable one in my collection.
I may have to go shopping: full coverage, no wire, 38B. I bought a Bali one, in 38C, at the beach last summer. Too bad there's no Bali outlets nearby. I think they're my favourites.
Showing posts with label bras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bras. Show all posts
Friday, March 6, 2015
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Simple Pleasure: Zip Me Up, Please
(Please consider attending a Transgender Day of Remembrance event tomorrow night.)
Marian made a comment about preferring bras with a "back closure." I do too. Other girls I've spoken to do as well. We also like back or side zips on dresses.
I've been trying to figure out why. The only thought I have is, it's more feminine. Guy clothes doesn't fasten on the back or side.
But I'm wondering if there's more to it than that. Any ideas, readers?
Marian made a comment about preferring bras with a "back closure." I do too. Other girls I've spoken to do as well. We also like back or side zips on dresses.
I've been trying to figure out why. The only thought I have is, it's more feminine. Guy clothes doesn't fasten on the back or side.
But I'm wondering if there's more to it than that. Any ideas, readers?
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Brassieres!
Here are a few cartoons with a common theme. Most of them aren't T per se, but I think most of us have a fondness for bras. I've done Between Friends (Sandra Bell-Lundy) before and Preteena (Allison Barrows). Preteena is a tomboy and I think the comics where her mom is trying to get her to be more feminine can resonate with us T's.... Why didn't our moms do that?
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| Between Friends is another cartoon I lost track of. |
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| There are more Preteena bra cartoons. I think I posted some already |
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| The rough pencil drawings in C'est La Vie equals flashback |
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| On the padding theme.... |
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Cause and Effect (or... Training for What? The Olympics?)
I have had an epiphany.
I have been searching for bras in my (natural) size. Without enhancements, there are not enough A's to represent my cup size. Lately, I've stumbled upon something called a bralet. I think this is the equivalent to a "training bra."
I have noticed that girls start wearing a training bra when one is not needed and not long after... they need one. No, I don't go around interviewing or ogling young girls, but I think this is generally accepted knowledge.
I have a theory.
I think that wearing a training bra causes the, um, upper growth. I managed to find a training bra in my band size (bandwidth?) and I've been wearing it regularly.
I see some increase, but it could just be my imagination, or wishful thinking, or normal body changes.
I'll keep trying.
I have been searching for bras in my (natural) size. Without enhancements, there are not enough A's to represent my cup size. Lately, I've stumbled upon something called a bralet. I think this is the equivalent to a "training bra."
I have noticed that girls start wearing a training bra when one is not needed and not long after... they need one. No, I don't go around interviewing or ogling young girls, but I think this is generally accepted knowledge.
I have a theory.
I think that wearing a training bra causes the, um, upper growth. I managed to find a training bra in my band size (bandwidth?) and I've been wearing it regularly.
I see some increase, but it could just be my imagination, or wishful thinking, or normal body changes.
I'll keep trying.
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| I need a tape measure, but only one measurement. :( |
Labels:
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bras,
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Monday, April 8, 2013
38, Si. C, No. (Part II)
So I pushed a little bit.
Monday, I wore my purple shirt and black pants. Under the black pants were tights that are close in colour to the shirt (I'm always amazed at how many purples there are). Under the shirt I wore a nearly-red lacy thin strap cami. The cami is shaped enough that it would sag without a bust underneath. "Nearly-red:" to me, it seemed a tad purple; Charity said it was on the pink side of the spectrum.
Under the cami I wore the dark blue bra.
It showed a bit. If I tried, it showed a bit more. Even under the best of circumstances, the left side showed a bit because I keep my badge in my pocket. The badge is in a hard plastic holder hanging from a lanyard, and it didn't lie flat in the pocket.
I didn't care. It was a tiny tell and I think most people don't see what they don't expect.
I definitely enjoyed it more than I cared about people noticing it.
Tuesday, I wore a salmon cami sandwiched between the same bra and a grey shirt. Both the purple shirt and the grey one are fairly new and quite opaque. The pocket on the grey shirt is a bit roomier and the badge doesn't stick out so much. I added solid grey tights to my outfit.
Wednesday, with my forest green tights, I tried a very lacy white cami (over the bra, of course) under a green shirt. The shirt showed the lace so I switched to a plainer spaghetti strap green cami. I don't normally wear this one because it has something I don't know the name of: it has a second layer inside, with a wide elastic band on the bottom ~ kind of like a built-in sports bra. The elastic is uncomfortable when worn just as a cami but I thought I'd try it with a bra. Note: it's not much more comfortable with a bra underneath. The cami shows a bit, but not enough to worry me. The bra is fine.
Thursday I wore my darker pink shirt with lighter purple tights (I didn't have a matching deep pink) and a purple stretchy camisole. Over the bra, of course. All is good.
And then laundering was in order.
One odd thing about the bra: I checked the size. It claims to be a 38C. I think if I put my pads in there and closed the catch they would squirt out the top. I don't have smaller pads to see if they'd work, but I can't see that ever fitting a 38C without squeezing the girls so much your cleavage would make you look like you had a cleft chin.
Now, I need to see if I can find another bra or two like it. I remember where I got it: it was a long time ago, on Canal Street in Manhattan at one of those stores in Chinatown where they keep bins of goods on the street. I can't remember how I found the courage to even look in the bin, much less buy it.
And now I need to see what I can get away with, as far as shirts and camis go.
Monday, I wore my purple shirt and black pants. Under the black pants were tights that are close in colour to the shirt (I'm always amazed at how many purples there are). Under the shirt I wore a nearly-red lacy thin strap cami. The cami is shaped enough that it would sag without a bust underneath. "Nearly-red:" to me, it seemed a tad purple; Charity said it was on the pink side of the spectrum.
Under the cami I wore the dark blue bra.
It showed a bit. If I tried, it showed a bit more. Even under the best of circumstances, the left side showed a bit because I keep my badge in my pocket. The badge is in a hard plastic holder hanging from a lanyard, and it didn't lie flat in the pocket.
I didn't care. It was a tiny tell and I think most people don't see what they don't expect.
I definitely enjoyed it more than I cared about people noticing it.
Tuesday, I wore a salmon cami sandwiched between the same bra and a grey shirt. Both the purple shirt and the grey one are fairly new and quite opaque. The pocket on the grey shirt is a bit roomier and the badge doesn't stick out so much. I added solid grey tights to my outfit.
Wednesday, with my forest green tights, I tried a very lacy white cami (over the bra, of course) under a green shirt. The shirt showed the lace so I switched to a plainer spaghetti strap green cami. I don't normally wear this one because it has something I don't know the name of: it has a second layer inside, with a wide elastic band on the bottom ~ kind of like a built-in sports bra. The elastic is uncomfortable when worn just as a cami but I thought I'd try it with a bra. Note: it's not much more comfortable with a bra underneath. The cami shows a bit, but not enough to worry me. The bra is fine.
Thursday I wore my darker pink shirt with lighter purple tights (I didn't have a matching deep pink) and a purple stretchy camisole. Over the bra, of course. All is good.
And then laundering was in order.
One odd thing about the bra: I checked the size. It claims to be a 38C. I think if I put my pads in there and closed the catch they would squirt out the top. I don't have smaller pads to see if they'd work, but I can't see that ever fitting a 38C without squeezing the girls so much your cleavage would make you look like you had a cleft chin.
Now, I need to see if I can find another bra or two like it. I remember where I got it: it was a long time ago, on Canal Street in Manhattan at one of those stores in Chinatown where they keep bins of goods on the street. I can't remember how I found the courage to even look in the bin, much less buy it.
And now I need to see what I can get away with, as far as shirts and camis go.
Labels:
bras,
underdressing
Friday, April 5, 2013
38, Si. C, No. (Part I)
I have several bras. OK, I have a lot of bras. OK, I probably have more bras than most women do, but I have more sizes than most women. Mostly, I wear a 38C.
Most of my bras are "full cover" bras, so my pads stay still and hidden. Some have bands that are too small, some have bands that are too large. According to a quick fit at a Victoria's Secret, all of my bra bands are too small. I differ.
According to websites I visit, if I go up a band size, I go down a cup size. So if a 36 fits, it should be a D cup. If a 40 fits, it should be a B. No, I don't understand it either.
And of course if I don't put in pads a 38AA (which doesn't exist) is probably my true size. Maybe I can wear an A if it's heavily padded.
I have one bra that I've been wearing to bed with my foam pads. It is pink and lacy and has the marvelous feature that it blends perfectly with a nightie that has a pink and lacy bodice. It looks like I'm not wearing a bra at all, even though the bodice is somewhat sheer lace.
But last Sunday, for the air museum visit with Marian (in drab), I decided I wanted one particular bra. It's heavily padded, to the point that it presses gently against my chest without any other pads at all. It's dark blue, lacy, and pretty. It has two hooks in the back, adjustable straps that are narrow but wide enough to not dig (at least not dig without heavy breasts cupped in them), and fairly robust (HA!) underwires.
As I said, it's heavily padded, to the point that if I wore something light or tight I would definitely appear to have small breasts. Maybe an A, maybe a small B.
Instead, I put it on with a new shaping cami over it (from Assets) and a denim shirt. If I thrust out my chest it would show. A bit. With a coat over everything, probably not. I doubt Marian noticed, and I suspect she'd look for things(!) like that. I would.
I pretty much forgot I was wearing the bra most of the day, until I'd touch my chest for some reason and notice it stuck out a bit more than usual. It's a nice sensation.
Sunday evening, I told Charity that it was a shame I couldn't wear that bra under my regular work shirt. She said "under your purple shirt it should be OK."
Admittedly, it doesn't take much to get me to push the femme envelop.
Most of my bras are "full cover" bras, so my pads stay still and hidden. Some have bands that are too small, some have bands that are too large. According to a quick fit at a Victoria's Secret, all of my bra bands are too small. I differ.
According to websites I visit, if I go up a band size, I go down a cup size. So if a 36 fits, it should be a D cup. If a 40 fits, it should be a B. No, I don't understand it either.
And of course if I don't put in pads a 38AA (which doesn't exist) is probably my true size. Maybe I can wear an A if it's heavily padded.
I have one bra that I've been wearing to bed with my foam pads. It is pink and lacy and has the marvelous feature that it blends perfectly with a nightie that has a pink and lacy bodice. It looks like I'm not wearing a bra at all, even though the bodice is somewhat sheer lace.
But last Sunday, for the air museum visit with Marian (in drab), I decided I wanted one particular bra. It's heavily padded, to the point that it presses gently against my chest without any other pads at all. It's dark blue, lacy, and pretty. It has two hooks in the back, adjustable straps that are narrow but wide enough to not dig (at least not dig without heavy breasts cupped in them), and fairly robust (HA!) underwires.
As I said, it's heavily padded, to the point that if I wore something light or tight I would definitely appear to have small breasts. Maybe an A, maybe a small B.
Instead, I put it on with a new shaping cami over it (from Assets) and a denim shirt. If I thrust out my chest it would show. A bit. With a coat over everything, probably not. I doubt Marian noticed, and I suspect she'd look for things(!) like that. I would.
I pretty much forgot I was wearing the bra most of the day, until I'd touch my chest for some reason and notice it stuck out a bit more than usual. It's a nice sensation.
Sunday evening, I told Charity that it was a shame I couldn't wear that bra under my regular work shirt. She said "under your purple shirt it should be OK."
Admittedly, it doesn't take much to get me to push the femme envelop.
Labels:
bras,
underdressing
Friday, February 15, 2013
If the Mountains Won't Come to Mohammed...
Mohammed must go to the mountains.
I've long wanted a bra that fits, one that sits snugly against my skin, instead of snugly against my forms.
Alas, I could never find a 38AAAAAAAAAAAAA bra. Seriously, if I was any flatter, I'd be concave, emphasis on the "cave." And I don't plan on getting those mountains.... Surgery is not for me, and I don't think hormones are a good idea.
I've looked on Amazon, eBay, Lady Grace, and others. 38's, it seems, go down to A. AA or AAA go up to 36. I could consider a bra extender, but I decided to keep looking.
There are padded bras in small cup sizes, but what I really wanted was a bra I could wear to work. That means: small cup, unpadded, white or nude or beige.
A few weeks ago, I found one by chance. I was in an H&M and found a small cup, unpadded bra but it didn't have a band size. Then I found what I guess is a training bra. It's white and lacy and has adjustable straps and is very inexpensive. It didn't have a band size but it's very stretchy. It also has no hooks and eyes to close and open it ~ it has a continuous band and I generally step into it and pull it up. My waist and hips are smaller than my shoulders, after all.
I wear it whenever it's clean and won't show through my shirt. Or at least I don't think it won't show.
In other news, my delivery is basically done and I won't be working long and late next week so I'll be able to write up last Sunday. And this coming Sunday, when Meg will be out again.
I've long wanted a bra that fits, one that sits snugly against my skin, instead of snugly against my forms.
Alas, I could never find a 38AAAAAAAAAAAAA bra. Seriously, if I was any flatter, I'd be concave, emphasis on the "cave." And I don't plan on getting those mountains.... Surgery is not for me, and I don't think hormones are a good idea.
I've looked on Amazon, eBay, Lady Grace, and others. 38's, it seems, go down to A. AA or AAA go up to 36. I could consider a bra extender, but I decided to keep looking.
There are padded bras in small cup sizes, but what I really wanted was a bra I could wear to work. That means: small cup, unpadded, white or nude or beige.
A few weeks ago, I found one by chance. I was in an H&M and found a small cup, unpadded bra but it didn't have a band size. Then I found what I guess is a training bra. It's white and lacy and has adjustable straps and is very inexpensive. It didn't have a band size but it's very stretchy. It also has no hooks and eyes to close and open it ~ it has a continuous band and I generally step into it and pull it up. My waist and hips are smaller than my shoulders, after all.
I wear it whenever it's clean and won't show through my shirt. Or at least I don't think it won't show.
In other news, my delivery is basically done and I won't be working long and late next week so I'll be able to write up last Sunday. And this coming Sunday, when Meg will be out again.
Labels:
bras,
HandM,
Lady Grace
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