As I approach 40, I appreciate a comfortable bra that isn't Victoria Secret push up with padding 6 inches thick sewed by a 10 year old in Central America yet costing $85 .  Nor is it my grandmas cone shaped cups circa Madonna 1987.  Of I jump up and down, I think my DD girls would fall out.  If I run? Same.  But thankfully Im in middle management purgatory where middle class goes to pay back their student loans, during business hours of 8AM - 5PM.  Cozy, nipples don't show, no wires poking underarm fat.