Trust me, it's for the betterment of Toronto's eyes that I wear a bra with my boring and ordinary summer attire!
That's all right, then. If you're wearing "boring and ordinary summer attire" you're not out strutting, so you're off the hook.
I'm never out strutting - can I always be off the hook? Because that would be so cool!
If you don't strut, what you wear is none of my god-damned business whatsoever - providing, of course, that it isn't racist, sexist, homophobic ... or in poor taste. I think that covers *ahem* just about everything that might concern my inner-Mrs. Grundy. (She and my inner-Don Juan aren't married, they're just very good friends.)
I am one of those women who are blessed in the breast department (heh - that rhymes), so if I don't wear a bra, it is not only extremely obvious, but painful and awkward. So I apologize if it hinders your view, but the bra stays.
And okay, pain let's you off the hook, too.
(I'm reminded of an ex's room-mate, a tall, skinny woman whose breasts would have not been out-of-place on a female yeti; my empathy in that case overcame my voyeurism and I found myself feeling sorry for her, they looked like such burdens.)
But no need for apologies; as I think it says in my profile, I appreciate women as sex-objects and as people.
"Do I contradict myself? Well, I contradict myself. I contain multitudes." &ct.
I bow to the wisdom of the well-endowed (and who knew that so many of my Gentle Readers were of that kind?).
I share your sentiments...while enjoying a Fringe play this afternoon (and not so much enjoying a Fringe play) I certainly took pleasure in people watching in the warm weather. We do it to ourselves with 9 months of bulky warm clothes building up a lust repression but during the heavenly summers it's wonderful!
Memo to self:
Pen a brief essay for fall-posting, demanding that Torontonians play sartorial Canutes and collectively refuse to don our parkas come winter.
hey hun its me...
For the record- not wearing a bra can make your tits go saggy in the long run... So I think that may be the other insentive for wearing one...
Although I'm pleased you finally so elequently expressed your displeasure at the abundance of bras in words (finally)...
We all know you've been rather vocal about it for some time now, though ;)
There's been this study that completely disproved the saggy-boobs/lack-of-bra connection. I wish I'd saved the link... Underwire bras can actually damage your boobies and all sorts of nasty stuff. So unless you have a really large chest, you'd be better off with a sports bra or something equally as comfy.
Hah okay, I'd believe it. You're probably right...
Well then, wohoo!
2004-07-05 04:46 am (UTC)
Oh no, what have I wrought?!?
You're posting to lj in the morning; you have an icon; and *gasp* you've posted something (comment to come anon)!
I am almost happy to report I am still feeling sub-par (though better than yesterday) as the idea of this cold disappearing at the crack of dawn Monday really irks me.
Burn the bra and have lovely day, darling.
2004-07-05 04:38 am (UTC)
I've read that too - and am equally at a loss when it comes to citing it. But it makes intuitive sense; if our jowls and everything else eventually sag, why not breasts, bras or not?
2004-07-05 04:36 am (UTC)
And I, my sweet, am pleased you don't mind voyeuristic tendencies, nor my loud mouth.
You write like a male/lesbian Charlotte Brontë.
...hahahha! "male/lesbian charlotte bronte" ... nice one.
2004-07-05 04:27 pm (UTC)
On second look, there is a disturbing similarity between Charlotte Brontë and Charles Bronson, don't you think?
Or should I just pull out the vaccuum cleaner and show this apartment what for?
I can't help but wonder if the real male/lesbian Charlotte Brontë would have spent 3 minutes trying to decide whether to be flattered or offended.
I think they'd be flattered. AND CLEAN YOUR APPARTMENT GODDAMN IT! with the amount of time you've spent just THINKING about it, you could've done it ten times over!
hope u had a good day...
much love, (and sass)
2004-07-05 04:41 pm (UTC)
Merciful heavens!, I have to answer your email first.
Now, if you'll stop cluttering up my lj, I could do that in peace!
And I'll say absolutely nothing at all about how much I love your sass.