I’m due for some new bras. I tend to keep the old ones a little too long. I’m really not a big lingerie person except right now my new thing are character panties. Like from the teen section at Target. Cookie Monster and the Paul Frank monkey to name a few. I feel slightly pedophilia-ish doing it, but I don’t flash 15 year olds anymore, so there you go. And luckily, I have some bras that go with them. Like the one I’m wearing right now, my push up red bra. (is it really little if it’s a 36B? By LA standards for sure, but it’s a handful I’m happy with)
I was trying to think about blog ideas and grabbed my own left boob. I wish I could say, Oh, I was at a baseball game and had my hand over my heart, but no, I just wanted to feel my boob in my bra. Just to see how much boob there was filling up the bra. I was disappointed to find not that much. Truth be told, my tits don’t entirely fill the whole bra. There’s some gappage. Like a handful of extra room. Which goes to prove that 1) This bra is too big for me and 2)I don’t know how to buy bras. But the red one is in my rotation and I’ll keep wearing it.
Now, I like a lot of security in my rack. Sure, walking Dave at midnight, I’ll forgo the pushup and wear a tank top and a sweatshirt to hide the swinging. But it’s 1pm and I have to slightly presentable because I’m going to meet my mom later.
Here’s the thing though, which brings me back to my feeling myself up. The bra is kind of hard which makes me think of fake tits. I’ve felt a few in my day, more investigative than sexual. Kind of a poke and wow, that does feel weird. This bra, I’m wearing, is giving my fingers the same sensation. And if I do it enough, I’ll have a bruise, which in my mind, is kind of sexy.
I think first of all, I need to go on a bra expedition. My next vacation destination, Nordstrom Rack (good deals, long lasting bras). I’ll keep you posted.
Moral of the story, too big doesn’t work for bras or dicks.