You know, I don't know if I would be commenting on a person's boobies in a place devoted to ass-kicking. When the boobs in questions belong to an ass-kicker.

Because krav was a raunchy raunchy place. At least no one talked about my genitalia. Well, except maybe me. But they sure talked about each other's. And third party's.

DKNY. It's pretty comfortable, too

Ah! We must have talked about it before because I got one! It's okay but I find the middle part pops up too much. And pokes me under the chin when I wear the bra in yoga. And it's not really supportive enough for me for running. So it's strictly a biking/spin bra.

My mom has ample boobs AND hates underwires. Frankly, we're lucky she wears a bra at all.

I am as one with Trudy's mom. I have yet to find a non-sports bra that fits well, underwires or no.

Underwires poke the outside of my breast sooner or later and I hates them. I don't have a giant rack, but I do seem to have really friendly nips, so cloth bras do nothing for me in the headlight eliminating department. Foam cup underwires give no nips, so I need to wear them to the office. I get the bra off the second I hit the door and wear nothing all weekend. Or, as my husband calls it, I "let the hoots roam free."

I love underwires, properly fitted. I want my tits hitched up high, like a bridge or something.

I didn't get an underwire till my senior year, and it was like, Oh, my god, SO much better.

An ill-fitting underwire, or when one breaks free, is truly awful, though.

An ill-fitting underwire, or when one breaks free, is truly awful, though.

Heh. The underwire poked through the fabric of my favorite bra recently, and I lamented that I would have to throw it away. The Boy took it, disappeared, and brought it back 10 minutes later with patches in the appropriate spots to keep the underwire where it belonged.

I am SO LUCKY I hooked up with a girl.

I was able to explain why a modest young woman of pink-ish skin does not want to wear a white bra under a white shirt.

One year at camp a few of us got into this huge discussion over whether you wore a dark or light bra if you wanted it not to show. Never resolved. It was much much later that it occurred to us that there was a full spectrum of skin tones among the arguers, from my pasty white to one very dark-skinned black girl, and that maybe, just maybe, that might change things.

I never had a problem with underwire

Me either. I was so happy this year to find bathing suits with underwires. So much more comfortable.

Tom and Savannah immediately makes me think creepy storied siblings. Catherine and Christopher don't immediately bring to mind VC Andrews to me. They are too common, I think. Way to have your kids named after creepy siblings and not immediately ping me with it.

The Boy took it, disappeared, and brought it back 10 minutes later with patches in the appropriate spots to keep the underwire where it belonged.

DUUUUUUUUUUUDE. He's a keeper.

The Boy took it, disappeared, and brought it back 10 minutes later with patches in the appropriate spots to keep the underwire where it belonged.

I have never achieved that particular magic.

Keeper indeed.