
I’ve Got a Little Secret
By Rebekah L. Pierce
Okay! So, I just had a baby a few weeks ago, and not only has my body been through hell and back, but so have my bras. That’s right, I said it out loud. My bras! During my pregnancy, I had refused to purchase one of those pregnancy bras because one, I felt it was a waste of money – I wasn’t going to be pregnant forever….or so my OB/GYN reassured me. Secondly, they’re the ugliest things I’ve ever seen.
Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I don’t want to be sexy – at least to myself, that is – anymore. It was bad enough that my self-esteem was pretty much shocked because of how big I was and the frequent non-solicited comments by strangers about how I was too big to be due in two, three or whatever months, but those bras added insult to injury, I felt. I wanted to be what the young people today call “a beast” (i.e., sexy, hot) – if only to myself because that’s all that matters anyway: how I feel about myself.
Needless to say, I didn’t buy a pregnancy bra no matter how “comfortable” it was going to make me feel. Instead, I literally put my regular bras through boot camp. Stretched beyond their capacity and pulled to utter destruction, they barely made it to the end of my pregnancy and a few weeks post-pregnancy. They had served me well and were buried with honors.
So, I went on a shopping mission in search of new bras. Bras that said, “I’m back and better than ever.” I have been wearing a bra since I was 10 and, quite frankly, I never thought of them as an essential part of my inner or outer beauty until I hit my 30s. That’s when I had learned to love the skin I was in, as they say. But what I realized as I was trying on bras now was that I love having a secret. And because I have a secret, I feel more alive – sexier, even.
By the end of my shopping mission, I had chosen two fabulous, lacy provocative bras that when I put them on, I felt dangerous and delicious. Those two bras threw all of the negative feelings I had about myself and what my body looked like – and felt like at the time – out of the window. I left that store excited about me – about my body, my life and its endless possibilities.
Ladies, go bra shopping today! Find that bra that says, “I’m here and I don’t care what you have to say about it, damn it!” because pregnant or not, got a man or not, you need to have a little secret: you’re a sexy “beast.”