White Bra Rancor

Sometimes it is so difficult to put on a white bra. I have, easily, a month’s worth of lingerie from which to choose at any given time, so you’d think this would be a piece of cake. But, actually, I have only one decent white bra and two emergency white bras, which I normally would retire, but which I haven’t found decent replacements for yet, so can’t.

Why? Because white bras aren’t my thing. Black bras, sure. I have plenty of those. Heck, my last expedition to buy a white bra resulted in a new black one, too. And I have plenty of colors – pinks, reds, purples, peaches, greens. Lots of colors. And patterns. Love patterns. Love florals, stripes, swirls of color, lots of embroidery. But plain white bras to wear in those moments when I really don’t want a red bra shining like a beacon from underneath my white t-shirt, are something else again.

And don’t get me started on beige bras. Yes, I know they’re functional – but the mere thought depresses me.

The bra is the best part of the outfit. Why would I want it toned down?