Walmart Bra Shopping: An Uplifting Experience

The “Redneck Woman” song was playing in my head as I entered Walmart yesterday.  For some reason I thought you quit growing in high school but here I am at 21 repositioning my girly stuff all over again.  In the past few years I’ve bought in to the whole Victoria’s Secret thing that you can only be sexy if you spend $50 or more on a bra, which is out of my price range now that I’m back in school.  (and it never should have been in my price range)

It turns out Walmart had a pretty great selection and, surprise!, a brand that fit perfectly! I remembered the brand from when I was fifteen.  It fit well back then too, but “Sweet Nothings” is an incredibly offensive name for a (almost!) flat-chested freshman.  I’m over that by now and am thrilled with my find.  For some reason people think that A and Bs need to have bullet-proof padding, so it was rare to find something a little less “out there,” pun certainly intended.

You know the bra-buying rule: If it fits, Hallelujah, buy two.  So two bras, three panties, and a set of 50 colored pencils later, I am only down $39, which is less than the cost of one bra at Victoria’s Secret.  I could use my savings to buy a PINK brand sweatshirt that I’ve been lusting after.  After all if I wear it on the outside people will only assume it’s underneath as well.  Or I could buy a week’s worth of groceries.  Decisions, decisions.