7 Best Waist Cinchers | April 2017
- noticeable difference in a few days
- helps to uplift the breasts
- can create a pooch when sitting
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- flawless stitching everywhere
- interior loops for hanging
- sizes tend to run small
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- available in bright pink or orange
- 4 reinforced acrylic bones
- rides up high under the breasts
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- easy hook and eye closure
- creates a great hourglass shape
- delicate and must be hand washed
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- comes in several bold colors
- covered boning for added support
- three rows of closures
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- natural rubber exterior
- speeds up fat burning
- strong fused fabric technology
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- durable latex outer layer
- soft and cozy cotton interior
- provides all-day coverage
|Rating||4.8 / 5.0|
The Mid Century Girdle - A Memoir
When I think of girdles, I remember my Granny’s girdle. Picture mid-century Massachusetts. The season is fall, through a vintage lens. The sort of grainy crackling you experience when you watch old home movies filmed in Super8 film. Color, but faded, so that the yellows are a muted gold, the reds with an orange-tinge, like the whole world sat in bleach for a few minutes.
My paternal grandmother, Gert - (Goldie in the old world) - was the most lovable person I’ve ever known: short, doughy, her worn face a bit manly and framed in thick black eyebrows, almost handsome, wearing a housedress that buttoned down the front, with pockets and a 2-inch bias-tape edge, and her stockings worn without a garter belt, scrunched around her ankles like loose socks. She wasn’t the type to wear a girdle around the house.
Such an ordeal was Gert’s girdle.Oy gevalt. It had to be a real occasion for her to stuff herself into one. Squeezing her stumpy 4-foot-11 Eastern European body into the stiff elastic contraption took both a mental run-up and a considerable amount of single-minded strength.
When I looked at her all dressed up for these special occasions, I still saw all the layers under her heavy wool herringbone coat. Her big-buttoned tweed ladies suit. Her silky old slip with the cling of freshly splashed Jean Naté. And, underpinning everything, holding her together in a neat, immovable brick shape, gripping her stockings with industrial strength, her girdle.
She would lay that girdle out on the bed next to her ladies suit in the darkness of dawn of the special day, the thing embodying the antithesis of celebration, almost an anti-color, knowing it will get the last laugh today.
Granny was making a huge sacrifice on behalf of this rare vanity. Crimping her abundance of flaccid old flesh into the confines of super-tight elastic and struggling to hook the ugly fasteners left her breathless and relieved, a surprised little “I did it!” on her red-pressed lips.
At the end of the day, getting out of it was just as arduous. A well-earned release. I prayed I would never have to wear one.
Nowadays, Granny wouldn’t have to go to all that trouble. Today’s old ladies get to wear velour pants with elastic waistbands. Dress it up with a flowy blouse. No stockings. No effen girdle. Now it's a choice, not a convention. We are lucky ladies, indeed.
Ladies Unmentionables, From Brutal to Beautiful
I would say that my grandmother's girdle was on the brutal side. And certainly not built for beauty. It had a job, a rather difficult one, all things considered. It was meant to give Granny the hourglass figure that has been the ideal since... well, since the first woman who looked at another and felt jealousy over her figure-8. The development of women's underthings has always been about the quest for the perfect figure.
Let's go way back for a minute. We'll start at the time the pictured iron corset would have been worn - the 16th century. (Before that, everyone, men and women, rich and poor alike, just wore a long linen nighty, or shift, under their clothes). According to at least one very smart source, scholars believe this iron corset was a medical device used to correct spine curvature. OTG. I can't even imagine having to get into that thing. Even if it did have a leather lining.
No. Rather, during the 14-, 15- and 16-hundreds, women went from wearing just this unisex loose linen nighty thingy, for absorbing sweat and any other bodily fluids that they had worn for centuries under their clothes, to wearing the shift, PLUS farthingales and corsets. The affect of the farthingales and corsets during that time in history was to flatten the bust and taper into an ice cream cone shape to the waist, then a dramatically wide hip. The wasp waist was born.
A quick aside: You should know that during this time, women wore nothing to cover the nether regions. In the context of human history, drawers are a relatively new invention. It's only since the 1930s that underpants as we know them today came into regular use. About the same time as the brassiere, and interestingly and not serendipitously I suspect, when plumbing became widely available. As you can probably imagine, women didn't need any more encumbrance to relieving the bladder than they already had under all that whale bone and buckram. So they went commando.
Okay, so back to our, believe it or not, brief history. In the 1700s baleen and textiles made up the corsets, or stays, that elongated the conical shape to the waist. The equipment list under a woman's dress included: hoops of various widths; a cloth pocket tied around the waist; baleen or wooden stays with busks; and, of course, the linen shift. All with the goal of looking light and airy. Guffaw! "Nature, taken to its fullest form of perfection," says our previously mentioned very smart source. By the end of the century, the ideal had changed from wide-loads to junk-in-the-trunk, replacing the hoops with bustles.
Then for this wee-itty-bitty time at the end of the 18th century dubbed the Empire/Directoire period, women dropped all of this artifice in favor of a classical Greco-Roman look. The 1789 woman's bust would be supported by a clever construction of the oft times gossamer garment itself, instead of an underthing. The Empire/Directoire era lasted about 30 years.
Then modesty won, and the bustle made a big comeback that lasted about 100 years. The bustles became so large and absurd they later inspired an art exhibit by Bernard Rudofsky in 1944, then an excellent book, which imagined what the human body would look like under those extreme clothes if the body were actually shaped that way.
And the corset came back with a vengeance. The late Victorian corset was so restrictive and contortive that it inspired a whole movement called the rational dress movement. But the movement failed.
So now, from the late 1800s through about 1908, we have a combination of undergarments that creates an incredibly idealized shape with a dramatically prominent butt and breast, impossible to achieve in nature. Unless you're Saartjie Baartman. Or You-Know-Who in modern times.
Not coincidentally, this era is the heyday of medical exploration. There was a lot of doctoring to death going on at the turn of the 20th century, brought to life graphically well in the Cinemax series The Knick. Doctors were at the top of the social heap, and they began to deem the restrictive corset as a danger. Squeezing the organs, causing hysteria and liver failure and the like.
So as we wend into the Edwardian era, we see the corset change shape into the S-bend, or "health corset." Supposedly less stressful on the organs. It created a flat tummy, a smaller bust, and a protruding tush. Unfortunately, although women looked healthier due to the flattened abs, any health benefit was counterbalanced by injury to the back. Ironically, the S-bend bent the back in ways that the corset was originally invented to fix. Nonetheless, this style was popular up into the 1910s, when brassieres made their first appearance.
And so we arrive at the Golden Age of Girdles, stretching from the 1920s to the 1960s. You can find a series by that name on YouTube that sets vintage girdle ads to music of the time, and it's pretty cool to watch. We see women celebrating their unmentionables in ways we never saw before. Now fashion dictated smaller hips. In fact, everything in moderation, except the smallness of the waist. Our most iconic ideals were naturally curvy: Jane Russell; Liz Taylor; and, of course, Marilyn Monroe. This MentalFloss.com article has great footage of Monroe from 1946, au natural - curvy and gorgeous, but not yet platinum blonde.
In the late 1960s and into the 1970s, nobody wore underwear. Less was more. As a culture, we celebrated a freed bosom and bottom, and a tiny figure, like Farrah Fawcett's. And that led to the 1980s athletic ideal, a big bust and tight buns as exemplified by Jane Fonda's remarkable fitness even into her 50s. In an effort to look natural and to free women from the confines of undergarments, both exercise and plastic surgery spiked. Now you could get your tummy tucked, your breasts augmented and your butt lifted, permanently. Underwear became (gasp!) practical, and comfortable. In an effort to slim the hip, we adopted shoulder pads that lasted all the way to the next century.
The next undergarment revolution came when Madonna famously, shockingly, made it popular to wear underwear on the outside. We still see the exposed bra-strap today, and it isn't always pretty.
And here we are. In what will be looked back on as the early part of the 21st Century. Millennial women exercise. We make the most of what nature provided. And we can buy waist cinchers, to help nature along without a knife. Part underwear; part exer-wear. We've found a way to give ourselves the hourglass shape, but only if we want it. And that is a beautiful thing.
End note: For a really great lecture on the female form, and its relationship to undergarments, if you're feeling extra-academic, watch this, from the Indianapolis Museum of Art. It's superb in a college-lecture kind of way. And the speaker is our very smart source.
How to Size Your Waist Cincher in 4 Easy Steps
Tie a length of elastic around the smallest part of your waist and wiggle from side to side to let it settle. You have found your natural waist.
Using a tape measure, measure at the level where the elastic settled. If your waist is larger than 32 inches, you may want to wrap it all little tighter, since it will compress more easily than a fat-free waist. This is where judgment comes in. Too tight and you won't wear it. Too loose and it won't cinch properly.
The fabric of the waist cincher is very important in determining size. Waist cinchers made with more elastic, lycra, and spandex will stretch more, so they need to be a little smaller. To show results, it must be rather tight.
Use the manufacturer's size chart. For example, if you are buying the Ann Chery Faja Clasica, our No. 1 Choice, you should use the size chart above. But if you are buying the Squeem Perfect Waist Compression Belt, use this one.