Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Bras for the Cause

Ok, so I can't get these damned pictures perfectly aligned, but I'm sure you get the idea. I just took a couple of pictures of the bras from last year's gala that we had on display yesterday at the golf tournament.
For a complete look at the award winners, go to Bras for a Cause's website. I've linked it here for you. Some of the bras are really engineering feats. I do recommend a visit just to see some of the extraordinary bras people designed and made. There is one bra that is made out of parts from parts of a mammography machine.
As part of the tournament's "entertainment" we had a bra expert show us exactly how to properly fit a bra. There were 6 golfers chosen to be models. (Thankfully, I was not one of the chosen few.) They wore their regular bras and then a white tee shirt over that. The expert, using a magic marker, proceeded to mark the "nipple line", which should be half way between your shoulder and elbow, (just so's ya know) on each of the models. She drew in the "cutlets" under the arm and where the bras all sat on the bodies of the models. Off they went to the fitting room set up in the back of the room, and got their PERFECT bras. The expert repeated the drawings. Gone were the "cutlets" and uplifted were the "girls". However, at our table we decided we could just cinch the girls up a bit more and save ourselves $60. Remember the old song "Knockers Up"? That's what this kinda brought to mind. Interesting, but much more than I needed to know while eating lunch.
Today was Weigh In Wednesday, ya know. I began thinking about this weigh in as I sat in the "Library" this morning. I was hoping that my visit there would produce a weight loss of gigantic proportion. I remember someone's blog post recently dealing with "poo" and it made me think and giggle. All I was really hoping for was my .5# to ace Jack's challenge, so imagine my delight when the scales smiled back at me with a 1.6# loss. Not being one to let good fortune get the best of me, I promptly began to wonder what I might possibly accomplished if I'd set my mind to exercising like I've been promising myself I would do. I'm looking that gift horse square in the eye, aren't I? I know, accept the loss as a wonderful thing, vow to improve the exercise commitment in the coming weeks, and move on. Well, ok, damn it, I will!!!


  1. Great job on the loss!! I love the bras too! The first year of the 3-Day we tried to wear fancy bras over our shirts - that got old and uncomfortable about mile 15. One of my goals is to go be properly fitted for a bra. I should have done it years ago but I'm always waiting to be at my goal weight so it's not a waste of money. Meanwhile, the girls are moving down as my age is going up. :)

  2. Congrats on the loss! Nice going!

    I love the Betty Boop (or should it be "Boob"?) bra. Sounds like it was a fun event.

  3. Whew! I'm glad you worked yourself around to being grateful for a great loss, because I was afraid I would have to come out there and bop you. :) Well done!

    Cute, cute bras!

  4. V, that is exactly how much weight you are suppose to lose in a week. I think this is the first time I have witnessed Cammy threatening to bop someone!! Don't mess with the Cam!! :-)

    I am such a dork. I actually thought you got up and went to the library.


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