A FULL-CUP LIFE
As a DD+ woman, I’ve researched, shopped for, tried on, and road tested countless bras, swimsuits, sports bras, clothes, accessories, outerwear, and even — seriously! — deodorant for boob sweat at online lingerie stores and bricks-and-mortar specialty shops and department stores. If you wear a DD+ bra size, you know that even the most seemingly straightforward tasks — finding a swimsuit for your upcoming vacation, shopping for button-down blouses for work — can be extraordinarily frustrating. But the more time I’ve spent trying to figure out how to work with what I’ve got, the more I realize it’s not impossible. In fact, it can be…fun!
With the researched reviews, tips, and clothing ideas you’ll find here, I hope you find yourself spending less time tearing your hair out wondering how to manage your DD+ chest and more time enjoying how gosh darn good you look! That’s what I think of as Real Support — the encouragement, inspiration and know-how to enjoy your full-cup life.
Why am I so passionate about this topic?
I spent years frustrated by what should have been ordinary chores: finding an interview suit, buying a bra at a department store, wearing a sports bra that actually encompassed both breasts, getting a trench coat to button. Shopping and getting dressed weren’t fun — even just throwing on a simple cute T-shirt meant choosing between a bigger size that left me wondering if I looked like I’d suddenly gained 25 pounds, or on the flip side, a smaller size that hugged my chest so snugly I felt totally overexposed. For me, there seemed to be no middle ground between looking frumpy or completely sexualized.
That is, until the day 11 years ago that a friend tipped me off to the goofy sounding but, I’d soon discover, magical Wizard of Bras. This place was different than Victoria’s Secret or the Macy’s lingerie section: instead of looking for bras for myself, a fitter whisked me into a fitting room, had me take my shirt off, sized up my gaping 36D blue satin bra, and left the room, returning a few minutes later with a stack of bras that magically fit. The verdict? I wore a size 32FF bra, and they had plenty in my size to choose from.
After I digested that giant sounding cup size, I realized something: I wasn’t some strange freak of nature; there were bras out there that actually fit me! And, if my size existed, that meant other women — lots of other women — wore my size, and even bigger, all the way up to, I learned, an O cup. For the first time, bra shopping hadn’t ended in plummeting self-esteem. There would be, I realized, no more Victoria’s Secret “fitters” looking me up and down, tsking that they “just didn’t have anything for someone like me.” Armed with a few new well-fitting bras with — miracle of miracles — matching panty sets, I felt, for the first time since my boobs had exploded past a C, not cursed, frustrated, or defeated after shopping, but inspired. Maybe shopping didn’t need to be a battle. Maybe there were even more products out there for women like me. Maybe all I needed was a little more patience, a lot more education, and a new way of looking at myself.
And that’s what I hope StackDD+ can provide a little bit of for you. Thanks for reading!
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