Hi, I’m Brigitte — a Canadian entrepreneur who dabbles in stand-up comedy, and professional supporter of women. I’ve been fitting sports bras for over 27 years, and when I’m not helping women feel more supported, I’m on stage telling stories through Women Wit & Wisdom or hosting Women Talk events, a storytelling community where women share real life, real laughs, and real truth.
The Booby Gazette is where all of that comes together — humour, honesty, bodies, aging, life, and the occasional rant — written for women who like their support practical and their laughs well-earned.
I don’t sell bras. I sell support - I don’t host events. I host voices - Two businesses. One mission.
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Valentine’s Day has a certain energy. 💘 It’s part romance, part expectation, part “why is everything pink and shaped like a heart, including things that absolutely should not be heart-shaped?” And somehow, right around the same time, the Olympics roll in and remind us that women are capable of things that make gravity look negotiable. 🏅 So here we are. Surrounded by love stories and gold-medal moments… while many of us are trying to do a workout in a sports bra that’s holding on by thoughts, prayers, and an elastic band from 2014. 😅 And that’s when it hits me every year: love and sport actually have one big thing in common. The right support changes everything.
Feeling the January blues? This funny winter checklist covers classic symptoms, cozy fixes, and why support (yes, bras too) matters in January.
Every year, like clockwork, Canadians divide into two passionate camps: Camp WAIT UNTIL DECEMBER, YOU MONSTER and Camp LIGHT IT UP, BABY, IT’S NOVEMBER 3RD. And then… there’s me. I put mine up the first week of November! Yes, seven days before many believe “the season has officially begun,” and I regret absolutely nothing. Because honestly? The moment the tree lit up, my whole living room felt warmer, happier, and more peaceful — kind of like slipping into a perfectly supportive bra after wearing the wrong one for years. Because as soon as the girls stop bouncing, you power up like the NYC tree on lighting day — boom, instant confidence, and ready to sprint through Times Square like a woman on a mission!
