First Bras - A bit of history for today's lucky teens

[Sandra]

I remember my first bra, it was white with small lace edges and my Mum bought it for me from the kindly old man called Mr Bishop who ran a small clothing shop near where we lived. Whenever you raised your arms it would instantly snap up around your neck and you had to spend the whole day wrestling it back down to it's rightful place. The choice today for my teenage daughter and her friends seems to be endless and they are so colourful and fashionable. Lucky blighters!