I have this piece of wire sticking out from my left cup and gouging the bejeezus out of my chest.
This little piece of wire could seriously be a shank in the Barbie world. You know...Barbie goes to prison. She could fuck someone right up with this sharp little piece of metal.
Probably double her time. But what does Barbie care? She's a bad bitch. *grins*
Something must be done, I'm telling ya.
But every time I pull the damn underwire out, the bra loses a bit of its shape. Better that, I suppose, than me losing a bit (or more than a bit) of skin.
Pulled out the damn wire.
Girls are breathing easier.
Who invented the underwire bra, anyway? I am sooooooooooooo looking that up and sending bad, bad thoughts to him. Yeah. I'm pretty sure it was a "him."
2 months ago