I wore the wrong bra, one that didn't lift and separate. One that didn't push the girls up to astronomical proportions. One that did its job but didn't give me the necessary support. It bothered me all friggin day. Funny how we define ourselves.... I am not this shallow, really.... I think about all sorts of stuff, world peace, presidential stuff (ok, not really), that killer shark in south wherever, and what Nicole Richie ate for breakfast. But my breasts are my signature piece, you know... I like cleavage, it suits all my clothes so well... So yesterday, when they didn't command the room, I felt disproportioned and unshapely. I became self conscious of my clothes, thinking this tank top is to big, these pants don't fit right... It seriously ate at me all day. I forced myself to wait for my laundry to dry, I swear I almost slapped a wet bra right on me... But I thought it was funny, how such a silly thing could eat at me all day..... How body image concerns can break a girl down... I kill myself everyday at the gym because it seems to be my body would honestly prefer to be fat. So, I counteract that internal scare and I count the calories and eat only to live. I secretly plan for my first plastic surgery and wonder how much botox costs. I blame Victoria Secret and that damn Tyra Banks. I blame the media and the magazines. I blame myself for the string I tied onto that damn yo yo and for the fact that I really love designer jeans... Ohh well, today, the wonder twins are back in celebration and I feel much better... Fuck that useless bra...
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I wore the wrong bra yesturday
I wore the wrong bra, one that didn't lift and separate. One that didn't push the girls up to astronomical proportions. One that did its job but didn't give me the necessary support. It bothered me all friggin day. Funny how we define ourselves.... I am not this shallow, really.... I think about all sorts of stuff, world peace, presidential stuff (ok, not really), that killer shark in south wherever, and what Nicole Richie ate for breakfast. But my breasts are my signature piece, you know... I like cleavage, it suits all my clothes so well... So yesterday, when they didn't command the room, I felt disproportioned and unshapely. I became self conscious of my clothes, thinking this tank top is to big, these pants don't fit right... It seriously ate at me all day. I forced myself to wait for my laundry to dry, I swear I almost slapped a wet bra right on me... But I thought it was funny, how such a silly thing could eat at me all day..... How body image concerns can break a girl down... I kill myself everyday at the gym because it seems to be my body would honestly prefer to be fat. So, I counteract that internal scare and I count the calories and eat only to live. I secretly plan for my first plastic surgery and wonder how much botox costs. I blame Victoria Secret and that damn Tyra Banks. I blame the media and the magazines. I blame myself for the string I tied onto that damn yo yo and for the fact that I really love designer jeans... Ohh well, today, the wonder twins are back in celebration and I feel much better... Fuck that useless bra...
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okay first of all whether your skinny and flat or fat and overflowing you must must must wear the proper bra! if i see one more woman in a freaking sag-o-matic 2000 i'm gonna kick something small and fluffy!!!
i spend on my bras. i hate victoria secret because they dont tell my size. i don't mean back-fat size i mean my boooooobies!! i pour right outta those things. i will always put Fredericks over Victoria anyday. they sell my size. Hell they sell everyone's size in the trashiest numbers you've ever seen!!!
LONG LIVE FREDERICKS OF HOLLYWOOD!!!
okay .. sorry had a moment now on to the nitty gritty. you know how i feel about self image. you how i detest the way our society tells me im too ugly to live. to breathe. to walk down the street in peace. i will always stand on my soap box and scream from the top of my lungs that no one!! NO ONE has the right to tell me how i look!! No other fucking human being out there is going to ever make me feel bad about the size of my ass or the lumps under my skin. No one will tell me that i am worthless because i can't shop at THE LIMITED or any other bullshit size 0 store.
I am who i am. and if they dont like it... they can shove a parking cone up their asses for all i care.
love you for you.
I feel the same without my Wonder Jock and a cucumber.
...signature piece... You're a genius Shroomy.
Yasamin- I hear ya sister.... preach on... My thing is, all I want is to be the best version of me, that I can possibly be... I do it for vanity sake yes, of course... but also for health and the fact that I am 35 and have 4 little ones. I gotta be able to climb the trees, run a mile, chase down a speeding car if I have to... so my ideal, is be in shape, to look cute and to have the energy to look after my bunch... and btw who the hell still shops at The Limited- are you kidding me......
Skincarver-needing that cucumber eh.... figured sooo....
Dale- you just now figuring that out babe???
Oooooo, I have a bad bra. My boobs are probably considerably smaller than your wonder twins, but I have one bra that does no good at all. The straps slide down my shoulders and they do no lifting at all. Useless piece of shit. I need to just throw it out.
Right on Yasamin!!
And yes isn't it amazing how a little change in your bra can affect how you look or feel? What I hate more than anything else in the world is when an underwire snaps in the middle of the work day! Then it's like your stuck uncomfortable for hours!
Oh the pains of womanhood.
I'm extremely happy that the Wonder Twins are back and have activated their powers.
Best wishes to all three of you.
I blame Tyra Banks for pretty much everything. ;)
Steve~
Hey Shroom, we come in all sizes, eat well please!! Why am I polite all of sudden??
I think bra are not only for body image!! Sure I like my bra that allow me to wear that deep cleavage, but the girls have to be comfortable!!
Tenacious S- why do we all own at least one useless, worthless bra?? I have several mis-sized, mishaped or just deformed bras in my dresser... I am gonna throw that shit out right now before I end up in the midst of another bad bra day....
Becca- not shit eh? womanhood is a bitch!
Mob- "form of a __________" thanks we are all good....
Steven- Tyra Banks is a evil cunt!!!
Jill-comfort is secondary... looking good is all that counts... just kidding, but honestly you will never see me in a sports bra, I don't give a shit how comfy that is, I am sporting cleavage and some lace even at the gym. somethings can not be compromised!!
I'm aching for you!!! Not even in the gym?? I bought a sport bra for karaté, cuz jumping jack is better with one than ordinary bra!!!
See, this is why you should never have that one back-up bra, no matter how comfortable it is. Throw it out. The girls should always command the attention of the room.
We truely are sisters. That's the thing that bugged me the whoooole weekend. I mean. I totally forgot to wear a bra! Really I mean. I mean. I mean. And you know. I mean. You know my boobs. Big. Tendous. Pendolous breasts they are. Gingantical. Booborlds.
Shut up Mrs. L ;) You know, you rock.
Great post babe, but I have to admit...the thought of your luscious boobs is getting me worked up...
Totally know what you mean, but I'm sure you still looked fabulous. :-)
Jill- yeah no, not even at the gym.... I will wear a tight tank over a cute bra before I ever go sports bra....
Sherry- that is why you are my girl!!!!
Roentgen- shhhh your mouth.... cutie pie, what I wouldn't give to get you out of your bra babe....
Angela- are you really worked up?? that is soo hot.....
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