The last time I saw bra tops, I was a teenager. And as a teenager who had shed her baby fat and was coming into her own sexuality, I was one of the first to snatch several of them up. I wore them with ripped jeans, Doc Martens, and round, green spectacles. The first time I wore it, I walked past my mother in what looked like an embellished bra, my eyes challenging her to object. But, she didn’t, even if she looked aghast at the skimpy attire. Knowing what she did of her then teenage daughter, she knew better. My boyfriend, on the other hand, objected quite furiously, saying that I had put all my ‘goods’ on display. He was dispatched out of my teenage life soon after as he objected to shorts, skinny jeans and leggings as well. Besides, a boy who calls your budding breasts ‘goods’ is subject to quality check.
Enter summer 2012 and bra tops start staging a comeback on fashion runways with high-end brands like Donna Karan, Pucci, Dolce and Gabbana falling in love with bra tops all over again, and having models parading their ‘goods’ down fashion runways.