PM, I doubt it, as my browser wouldn't open it. I think it's because one of the routines from last weekends burlesque show was playing that song. Ironically, the number I liked least (not just because of the music either). Sometimes my brain really confuses me.
Ah!
It's a nasty little earworm, that.
(And I doubted it would be because of what I linked, but what it is--a 300 vid set to the song--is why it's been in MY head for a week off and on.)
I, too, enjoy a cap sleeve.
These are slender-armed women who are loving the cap sleeve, no doubt. Hmpf.
o god, am I that clothing ignorant?!? I had to google cap sleeve.
Let some good come of having arms like unto chicken bones.
Count me as a chubby-armed woman who generally preferrs a cap sleeve to none.
I do not have slender arms.
hmmm....I'm trying to find a picture of me in cap sleeves but the best I can do is this:
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I have muscular arms. My arms and I are battling, because they'd like to go floppy and meaty, and I refuse. Refuse! So I beat them up and make them lift heavy weights and stuff. But, they're still big, and the cap sleeve defeats me. Except that I still wear them, because I adore the babydoll cut.
Cap sleeves are EVIL, as are the current trend of short-sleeved shirts that have a poof-y thing where the top of the sleeve joins the body of the shirt.
signed,
Oh Hell Yeah My Upper Arms Are Fat