God, I can't wait until I'm at a decent enough size to find a bra that actually fits and doesn't drive me fucking batshit crazy every day. Allllll day long, it's pull and tug and pull and tug and sdfkjasdl. HATE. I don't care what anyone says, sometimes being a girl flat-out sucks. And being a fat girl, at that...don't get me started.
I can't wait to get home and rip this thing off like Woodstock 2009. Stupid job.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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I know, bra shopping sucks! Nothing ever fits these tig ol bitties right!
AMEN SISTER! I can't seem to find a bra that fits! I end up sweaty and angry every place I go... I usually end up settling for the best there is- which never fits like they tell you it should! Everything sucks! The straps, cups, bands... everything!
All I can say is imagine all that with a trampoline thrown in the mix. And the fact that when I bend all the way over at work, half my bras make my boobs try to escape out the top. "shove, push, yank" sucks nuts
here here! when i was at the gym this week most of the time i was yanking my bra into a more comfy position. not fun.
Bra shopping, bathing suit shopping and jean shopping is what they make you do in hell. It's the sport of choice. Seriously.
We live in a small town and we don't have a local under garment store. Walmart here doesn't carry anything larger than DD so if I don't get my act together soon, I'll have to catalog shop. Talk about expensive, SUCKS, and bathing suits HA! Don't even get me started! Can You Say Muffin Top?
You're preachin' to the choir here...
I wear dos brassiereos.
As in two.
To exercise
And I keep my phone and mp3 player in them
But I think you read that though right?
So did you ever get one?
Post pics!
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