I’ve seen these new methods of bra-life extension showing up at Target this year, and a recent Carabella catalog literally laid them out before me: there are now new ways to keep using your bras. So someone, somewhere, figured out that with the astronomical cost of quality bras, we well-bosomed ones need a little extra support.
Clear bra straps - I’m guessing these are to allow larger-bosomed folks to wear a strapless dress, since I can’t really determine another use for them.
Nipple covers - We all have different standards of modesty. I think that covering nipples is a bit backwards; most of the time it’s an expression of temperature rather than of sexuality anyway.
Bra Strap pads - This is a brilliant idea. There has been many a bra I’ve loved - until it started biting me. And when my clothing rises up and attacks me, it leaves a mark.
Low-back bra converter - With this invention, no more will there be an excuse for wearing a racerback bra with a t tank or vice versa. You can change your bra to a lowback with this little gem - and let us not see the criss-cross of your strapping look.
Bra extender straps - Possibly the ultimate in bra savers; it adds a few inches of length to your bra so you can truly improve your bra fit.
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Sadly, my bras end up needing rather *less* in the way of extension because they get stretched out so badly. BUT! this may be partially my fault - I picked up some advice from Tim Gunn’s new show where they took the young woman to a lingerie store (oh, how I need to find one local to me) and the woman pointed out that all bras will stretch and you need to buy one that fits on the first row of hooks, reserving the remaining hooks to accommodate the stretch. All this time, I’ve been buying my Lane Bryant bras by fitting to the last (”smallest”) row of hooks, unwittingly hastening the day of bra uselessness reckoning. The good news is that, apparently, I am not as big as I think I am. This calls for a celebration of new bras, if you ask me.