Entries Tagged as 'bra'
The phone call and the bra
I was gently slumbering (ok not really, because that whore 6:30 a.m. came to visit and at 7 a.m. I decided I was going to take a mini-nap or something just to show 6:30 a.m. that I am not messing around with my faithfulness to 7:30 a.m.), when the sweet, sweet jangly guitar bits of [...]
Read moreAs her colors fade away or, another post about my bra
I’ve been a bit down in the dumps lately. It’s January and I’m a Minnesotan. I’m legally required to be down in the dumps at this time of year.
Since I’ve been so sad and insecure and nearly descending into the pits of the mean reds, I decided to pull out some old favorites today [...]
My bra is coming off
There’s a scene in “Thelma and Louise” where Geena Davis talks about how she’s gonna let loose and she says all southern-like “My hair is comin’ down.” Eventually she has sex with Brad Pitt and then drives off a cliff.
I’m doing the same thing today, without the sex and the cliff driving. I can’t [...]
exotic women’s underthings
the song “favorite” by liz phair just came up on Kathleen Turner Overdrive. it’s a song where liz compares her boyfriend/lover to her favorite pair of underwear. and the singing of underwear reminded me of this morning, when i was getting dressed. as i put on a pair of red-satin jobbers, i thought of “high [...]
Read morethanksgiving break, day 2: let’s get slackalactic
it is 3:56. i have yet to get out of my pajama-like clothes. i have not had a bra on since like 7 p.m. last night. it’s wonderful. i am sad to report, however, that i am much dumber now then i was 7 last night. why? because i watched days of our lives. i [...]
Read morenew undies
my new underpants remind me of mint chocolate chip ice cream, even though they have stripes.
Read morethey save their best pairs for the nights they know they’re gonna sleep with someone
when i was in the bathroom a couple of minutes ago, i decided i was going to write about the goofy bra i was wearing today. then i realized that i write an awful lot about my bras. then i decided that i should start a blog that’s all about lingerie and the bras that [...]
Read morea couple of high hard ones instead of low jiggly ones
on my way to the bathroom a few minutes ago, i noticed how ‘perky’ i was looking. i’m wearing a bra that i never, ever, ever, ever wear. i’m not even sure how old this bra is. i probably never wear it, because it’s white lace and well that’s just kinda boring in a naughty-nurse [...]
Read moreshe’s a very freaky girl, the kind you don’t take home to mother
i went on down to the Super T tonight because i needed to get some limes and honey (for tea) and i went commando.
i’m so dirty.
but baby, baby, there’s fever in the funk house now
i’m wearing old one-wired orangey today. i didn’t have the time or emotional fortitude to deal with anything else. i was up until 3:30 this morning talking on the phone with The Reporter — making any sort of morning decision making impossible.
there’s so much more i need to say, but i can’t seem to [...]
what’s she wearing under there stardate 19082005
the mourning continues. today we’ve tried sheer purple. it looks divine but feels a little like a medieval torture device. while this bra makes my breasts look totally attractive, it makes me feel really on display. like i’m marching around saying “hey, here are my nipple, please look at them.”
in other news i watched “Win [...]
let’s give it up for chocolate rockslide
so it’s the first day without Orangey, my beloved orange bra that bit the dust yesterday. today we went with itchy red. itchy red is a lacy-red number that provides nice support and makes me look perky. but alas, it’s a little itchy. hence the name.
so if it weren’t for Chocolate Rockside trail [...]
stupid topher grace movie of the week
this week’s stupid Topher Grace movie was “Win a Date with Tad Hamilton.” i am not ashamed to admit that i cried. i shed actual tears. but i think it had more to do with the loss of my beloved orangey and making nice with someone i was a big stinky jerk to awhile back.
Read moreunexpected tragedy on a wednesday afternoon
i’m doing my best not cry, because i hate crying at work. but this is hard. i was just sitting in a meeting with the gang, we were approving an ad. i reached across the table and felt a stabbing pain in my chest. i snapped my hand back and sucked in my breath.
“what?” [...]
tales of a 27th grade nothing
do you remember that scene in Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing where Peter Hatcher is talking about how much he loves fruity fruit punch and how if you split open his veins you’d probably find them filled with seven fruit juciy flavors? (it’s the scene where he drank so much of it at a [...]
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