Brazilla and her friends

Several years ago I was walking through Nordstrom minding my own business when I suddenly veered into the lingerie department. Why? Who knows these things. It just happened. Anyway, there, I saw the most perfect bra in the world.

It wasn't love at first sight because frankly, I joked with the sales woman...'Egads!it looks like it needs its own zip code!' It looked massive. I'm serious. But it's different once you put it on.

I didn't know it at the time but it has become famously known as "The OPRAH bra." It is the most phenomenal bra in the world, and I feel sorry for anyone who doesn't have one. Why is this BRA the Holy Grail of bras? Could it be that it actually has straps that provide support, that the cups are bullet proof--hey guys, this is a girls' blog, so get outta here. We're talking girl talk OK? Anyway--so bullet proof you can go grocery shopping in the freezer section of Cub or Byerly's and be totally confident of your silhouette. Know what I mean?

And because it lifts and hoists things where they should be, you look 10 lbs slimmer, and miracle of miracle, no back fat. Your back looks like a V.

 Anyway for months, years afterward I would tell anyone who would listen that this is the best damn bra in the whole damn world. Normally a shrinking violet, modest kind of gal, (I was raised Missouri-Synod Lutheran for heavens sake-  : 0    -- yeah, I know, but I turned out OK), my book club saw my bra, my knitting group, my writing group and so on. I even logged onto the company's web site--Le Mystere of France--and wrote a testimonial. I never write testimonials. You can see it if you Google "Unsie Zuege." 

I'm not the only convert. Trini and Susannah from the BBC "What Not to Wear," are totally enthralled with this bra, too. In fact, I have a video clip of them ON the Oprah Show, where they talk about the importance of a good bra, and sure enough, they cut away to a clip of taking some poor undersupported woman shopping for the ultimate bra. 

 But around here, I think folks thought I was nuts. Was I the only Le Mystere convert in the West Metro suburbs?

And then, last weekend, I found my bra soul mate. Margaret Coldwell. The "Garage Ladies" theatre production group has invited me to be in on the fun and last Saturday we were working on the script. Margaret walks in and looks very chic. She's wearing makeup on a Saturday morning. Obviously, she must feel pretty saucy to go to that effort on WEEKEND. I can barely manage to slap on tinted chapstick on the weekend.

 We compliment her and she comes out with it. It's because of her BRA. I gasped. Where have I heard that before? Of course. I have said those very same words. And Margaret had that funny look in her eye, too. A woman possessed. By her new bra.

Well, I was thrilled.

And I knew what was coming next. Yup. Without any encouragement, Margaret showed us all her new bra. 

And then tried to get everyone to get a bra fitting and a new LeMystere of their own. I felt bad. Everyone kind of scoffed. A bra that changes your life. Right.

But I swear. It does. And the good news is, you don't have to go all the way to Nordstrom. They carry them at Von Maur in Eden Prairie.

Hey call me if you want to have a bra fitting excursion at Von Maur!

Well, that's all for now. Blogging has exhausted me. Ciao. Unsie