Collecting Bras - Searching, Finding, and Stockpiling Sexy

I really never collected anything. I started a couple times but never truly followed through with it. I tried so hard to be like high blood pressure Grandmother and collect something. She collected dolls. Then, one day recently to my surprise, I learned I do like to collect something. I enjoy everything there is about collecting bras, from the search, to the find, and even hoarding them in my dresser drawers, when I am not wearing them.

It started slowly at first. Truthfully, it was strictly for replacement purposes in the beginning. I was frugal. I shopped where I knew I could find the brand names for less. That was when I learned to enjoy the search. The section was overwhelming. The racks were literally crammed full of bras. I stood still trying to decipher the system and realized the college loans consolidation were categorized first by size and then within each size they were sorted by color. Feeling confident, I stepped in closer. I carefully located my size on the little plastic ring and my search began. With both hands, I parted the sections and examined the first bra. It was white with plastic straps. Unsure about it and wondering what the next bra looked like, I pulled the first hanger along the metal rod sliding it past me in rejection. One by one, I moved the hangers, grasping the bras in their tiny plastic teeth. I painstakingly looked for a white bra I liked in my size. I found bras with too much padding and not enough padding. I found bras that looked uncomfortable and bras that didn't look like bras. I found bras in the wrong size, haphazardly ill placed, and sighed in disappointment. I searched and searched looking for a new bra and suddenly without warning, I found the perfect one.

I was thrilled! I confess it wasn't as easy to find as at a department or a specialty store but I succeeded. And I was happy. I felt as if I had found the chocolate bar with the gold certificate. It was mine! I was even more excited when I made the realization that what I had paid nearly forty dollars for in the past I was able to buy for only nine dollars and ninety nine cents. I was overjoyed!

Suddenly looking for and finding bras became a life insurance settlements hunt for me. That's when I began collecting. I bought lots of bras. I bought bras with underwire and without. I bought bras with lace that were girly and frilly and bras that were simple and smooth. I bought strapless bras and racerback bras. Then, one day while shopping for a new bra to add to my collection I spotted a section of black bras. It was winter and I was wearing a lot of black. I thought about it and decided it made perfect sense to wear a black bra under a black shirt. I bought it and took it home. The white bras were perfect with everything but the black bra was classy. I discovered colors! Holiday time arrived and I thought a red one would be fun. It made me feel festive! Then, I found a nude bra with ribbon. It laced up in the middle reminding me of a corset and I had to have it. Just when I thought my collection was complete, I found a leopard print and it became my favorite of all!

I now have a carefully selected collection of bras. I invested a lot of time and quite a bit of money on my collection and I am proud of it. It is very important to me. I take special care of it at all times but especially when laundering. I wash my bras in cold water on the gentle cycle of my washer and I never, ever put them into the dryer. Instead, I hang them over my bathtub in my bathroom to dry. When my husband walks into our bathroom on laundry day and sees all my bras, he chuckles. I know he likes my collection too. When finally dry I place my bras neatly in the top drawer of my double dresser where they patiently wait for me to honor them. They are all so pretty.

I love my collection of bras. I wonder what my Grandmother would think of it. She would probably think it was impractical. I think it's Sexy.

Gigi Greene www.sexyinthesouth.comwww.sexyinthesouth.com