The holy triumvirate of Bras N Things must be this: Playboy, Wink and EXTREME push up bras. Being in the market for a bra myself, and curious about the nature of these ‘things’ I excitedly hit the Melbourne Central store for my first experience of this Australian lingerie institution. I needn’t have bothered. Maybe Bras N Things aesthetic just isn’t compatible with my taste, maybe I’m not keen on paying fifty bucks for a bra that looks so flammable I wouldn’t dare wear it near a naked flame, or maybe, just maybe I don’t see why an underwear shop need be quite so saucy with its kinkily named brands and marginally trashy bent. Then again, maybe I’m just a fussy cheap prude. To give it its dues Bras N Things does sell the occasional cutely retro design, but if you’re looking for underwear that doesn’t elevate your boobs to your chin; that is pretty, classy and rendered in fabric that isn’t shiny, squeaky or downright fugly you should probably look elsewhere.