☀️ The Ultimate Summer Bra Packing Guide: 2 Bras, Endless Adventures

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Bonjour boob lovers! It’s your favorite lift-loving globetrotter, Brigitte, fresh off a fabulous Paris escape with my two teenage daughters — and drumroll, please… we did it with carry-ons only. 😱


No checked bags. No baggage claim brawls. No 60-lb rolling suitcases slamming into cobblestones. Just three fierce femmes, three compact carry-ons, and a week of pure magic. Honestly? I deserve a croissant-shaped medal. 🥐✨

We wandered through Paris, soaked in the sun of the South of France, and yes — we danced on the Pont d’Avignon like the queens we are. 💃👯‍♀️
Video proof — because twirling on a historic bridge should always be on TikTok!!!
🎶 Sur le Pont d’Avignon, On y danse, on y danse. Sur le Pont d’Avignon, On y danse tous en ron 🎶d

Now, let’s get to the real support system on this trip: BRAS.
Because no matter if you're strutting down Sainte-Catherine Street in Montreal, dancing in Avignon, or sweating it out at the Farmer’s Market in Saskatoon — your boobs need to be ready for anything.

Here’s my golden rule:
🎒 Pack TWO bras. Just two. But make them powerhouses.

✨ Bra #1: The Boss Babe Bra
This is your do-it-all beauty. Supportive, flattering, and versatile — wear it straight or criss-crossed for double duty. It’s got your back (literally) when you want supreme support — perfect for a sweaty pickleball match, a power walk up Mont-Royal, or an unexpected dance break in a plaza.

💃 Bra #2: The Chic Chill Bra
Still supportive, still fabulous — just a little more comfort-forward. Gives you a nice shape under that breezy dress, comfy enough for a croissant-fueled stroll through Old Quebec, but still ready for a light adventure (like sprinting to catch a boat tour in Vancouver).

Both bras should bring the whole package — comfort, support, and style. Just in different doses depending on the day’s mood.

So here's your Booby Gazette TL;DR:
✔️ Carry-on travel is totally doable (even with teenage daughters!)
✔️ You must dance on at least one bridge
✔️ Pack two bras — one to slay, one to sway
✔️ Never leave home without your sass 😘

👇 Now it’s YOUR turn! We want to see your Holiday Dance Moves! Post them in our Facebook group Sportsbras Warriors or tag us @sportsbras. 💃🎄
Because the world needs more spontaneous dancing — and we’re literally here to support you from the chest up. 😉💪

#ShakeWhatYourMamaGaveYou #AndWhatYourBraCanHold

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Brigitte Lessard, 
Bra Boss of Canada
Lifting Canada’s spirits—and everything else—coast to coast!

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