Currently, I’m sat in a hotel room in Dover, Delaware.
My girlfriend is off doing Air Force-y things for the Air Force, and I am alone. The television is turned to some show I’m not actually watching, and I’ve just hit “confirm” on a bra order at Nordstrom.com. (Freya Ashlee for 24$ with my 20$ Nordstrom Note, YES.) Before that, I listed three bras on Ebay that I’m trying to pass on to more loving homes, as I don’t fit them anymore. Before that, I found myself browsing Reddit.com’s A Bra That Fits. That’s when it dawned on me: I am obsessed.
You know, I don’t like the word “obsessed”. It has such negative connotations, and to use it to describe something that has had such a positive impact on my life just doesn’t feel right. “Passionate” is more appropriate. Whatever way you spin it, however, I have some seriously warm-fuzzy feelings over lingerie, and it has changed my entire outlook with regards to myself, my own body image, and how I view other people. Because of this, I’d like to take some time to share my story:
A little over a year ago, I was in a relationship with a person who was just not right for me. I was struggling with and subsequently ignoring my sexuality, while being practically ignored by my significant other. I felt insignificant, unattractive, and utterly unwanted. After a particularly awful fight with my now-ex, I realized that the only way I was going to find happiness with myself was to find it within myself. And that’s where my changes started. First came Pin Up Girl Clothing, and their gorgeous, curve-friendly clothing. From there, I discovered the beautiful Georgina Horne, at Fuller Figure Fuller Bust, who introduced me to the world of lingerie, and what a well-fitting bra can do. I lay in bed one morning and read every single one of her posts in sequence. It was eye-opening. I refitted myself initially into a 36DD, and bought two Curvy Kates: I was hooked. After that, I was invited to join an online community of women, from which I have forged some amazing friendships and met some incredible people. It changed my life, and I haven’t looked back.
You see, a long time ago, I used to subscribe to that “only real men like curves” bullshit. I think that at some point in her life, every curvaceous girl has, in an attempt to make herself feel better with her own body. Obviously, I’ve wised the hell up, and instead of putting down other women in some lame attempt to somehow feel “better” or “more”, I’ve dedicated the past year of my life to this: uplifting, refitting, and reshaping women’s views. I initially started this blog last year with different intentions: to document my journey. It went nowhere fast. Now, I’ve shifted my focus. I want to help women with theirs.
Sounds crazy that something so simple could have had such a huge impact on a life, right? Sounds impossible that just discovering the right fit was the kingpin in my journey to loving and accepting myself as I am. Might sound crazy, but you better believe that it’s true. Only a year and a half later, and I’m happy, confident, and more knowledgeable then ever. I use the word “central gore” at least five times a day, and I am slowly but surely refitting all of my busty-girl friends (sometimes gently prodding, sometimes downright dragging). Initially, I get the eyerolls. The “Oh, sure, Jess. Whatever you say.” But once I get my mitts on them (so to speak), and wrestle them into their “correct” size, attitudes change, and gratitude rolls in. Possibly the best moment I’ve experienced so far was a sweetly written “thank you” from a friend of mine, who I had inspired to get fitted/answered questions for, etc. Her gratitude was heartwarming, and it brought tears to my eyes. I really felt like I was accomplishing something. I was helping people, and I want to keep doing so.
So there you have it. The crazy way that lingerie changed my life. Go on, roll your eyes.
Now, get over here and try on this bra… 😉
Has lingerie helped you? I’d love to hear your story, too.