Buffy ,'Selfless'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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.
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 to do that to mine eventually. Bras are expensive, yo. Plus once I find one that fits just right I am not giving it up until it disintegrates into atoms.
I'm jealous of the underwire fixing. I've sewed them back in, but my rack just pops the mend in a couple of days.
Apparently you're supposed to replace your bras every six months or something.
Sure, gonna happen.
I've fixed underwire with duct tape, which was reasonably functional but I wouldn't, say, wear that bra to the doctor.
I'm jealous of the underwire fixing. I've sewed them back in, but my rack just pops the mend in a couple of days.
Yeah, same here. Steph, ask The Boy what he did to cause this magical fix, please?
Apparently you're supposed to replace your bras every six months or something.
Figleaves just had a sale, thank goodness. But still, not only is replacing bras expensive, but bra manufacturers keep discontinuing perfectly good styles! Dear Freya, NEVER EVER stop making the "Arabella" bra. Please.