The Red Bra of Courage

So, there is this author named Ellen Byerrum who is just absolutely hilarious. She writes this little series of books called 'A crime of fashion mystery'. Lacey, the main character, is a fashion columnist for a news paper, so in between her little story she shoves in these little articles called 'Fashion Bites' for your reading pleasure. There was one that I loved and have to put in here. Now, I don't know how others feel about their G's, but I feel that if I can't wear pretty panties (not to say that I don't love my G's because I really, truly do), then, by George, I'm gonna wear a pretty bra. Here's the article (it is from 'Raiders of the Lost Corset'):

Do you need a little something extra? Do you need the swagger of a sexy secret under your conservative suit? Do you need to tell the world, "There's more to me than this boring uniform" - without telling them too much? Do you need a jolt of pure physical confidence that comes from within (or pretty close to it)? You need the Red Bra of Courage!
Your boss, your barista, that weasel in Accounting, that cute new guy in Sales, they won't know why you suddenly have an extra bounce in your high-heeled step, why your mood is buoyant, your confidence unshakable. But you'll know. You may not sing and dance in your underwear like Tom Cruise in Risky Business or Madonna, the woman who almost single-handedly revived the bustier and corset as oh-so-daring outerwear. But clad in the cozy secret of the right underwear, you might just want to sing hallelujah! (Under your breath, of course.)
How does your underwear make you feel? Like running a 5K, putting on the Ritz, winning your case in court? Or like a five-pack of sturdy white cotton granny panties? Respectable enough to be caught wearing in case of a fatal accident, but about as exciting as eating oatmeal mush and wearing the box it came in? Do your undies make you feel strong and sexy? Courageous? Alluring? Or boring and dull, generic and suitable (barely) for everyday use?
A little-know fact about underwear is that it can affect your mood, your confidence, your entire style. It is the secret language beneath you clothes. If it whispers to you, your confidence will shout to us. And there is more to that secret language than the mundane statements of a jogging bra and baggy granny panties.
When it comes to lingerie, one set does not fit all. Bras, whether strapless, underwire, eighteen-hour, racer-back, or pushup, not only cover but shape and uplift and determine how you look in that dress or blouse - and who you think you are. That's a lot to ask of such a small piece of fabric. Measured in oomph per ounce, your underwear can be more powerful than plutonium - or deader than the dodo.
Women [all over the nation from career to mommy] wear camouflage all day long, an endless array of gray and beige and black. One hopes their secret wardrobe beneath those suits is a little more exciting. Remember, underwear can say what your outerwear can't say, and nobody has to know it but you. Others will feel it in your attitude. Don't you just love keeping secrets? And isn't it even more fun to whisper them in the right ear?
In the eyes of the world you might have to look like someone who wears a boring suit, a uniform, scrubs, sweats, even judicial robes. But underneath it all, you can be who you really want to be in your underwear. And maybe we'll even see it in the twinkle in your eye, and we'll wonder: "What's her secret today? Could it be...The Red Bra of Courage?"


I do feel that my G's give me that extra sence of confidence (even if they look like granny panties) because they have very special meaning to me. But when it comes to bras, find the bra(s) that you really love, be it red, blue, purple, pink, etc., and you growl girl! Grrrrr! G's or no G's. Let your inner self out!