Sometimes I get really upset. Binders, on the other hand, represent freedom and restriction. Sometimes I feel like my features are too strong—big nose, bold brows, broad shoulders. My first bra was purple with black lace lining and every time I wore it, I felt like I was the sexiest little sixth grader alive. He put his hands on my shoulders and slid me out of the way of the growing crowd…or at least he thought it was my shoulders. For all, the first bra was a shared experience, usually with a mother or sister. Each month, a different editorial theme drives the writing, photography, and artwork that we publish.
I wear red or black when I want to feel sultry and white when I want to feel delicate.
Three Generations Recall Their First Bra
I have to wear an underwire, and it hurts. It opened up a new way to bond with peers. My bra size quickly went from a 36B to 36C, and then to a 36D. And the plain white cotton bras were the only things we wore. Going on birth control made my cup size go all the way to a DDD. Perhaps more than that first cotton one, Rupa remembers when she first branched out beyond it. I remember they would always stare at my boobs.