At Wal-Mart I walked past a rack (haha – you'll see later...) of training bras. One of the available brands was "Sweet Nothings." Seriously? As if girls who wear training bras aren't already self-conscious enough about their cup size?
I still have to where those bras. There is seriously nothing more embarassing then bra shopping and having some lady ask you (always very loudly) what size you wear and you say (very quietly, the first time til she yells that she can't hear you) that you wear a nearly A.
I need some of those bust must plus pills that Napoleon's uncle Rico was selling.
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I still have to where those bras. There is seriously nothing more embarassing then bra shopping and having some lady ask you (always very loudly) what size you wear and you say (very quietly, the first time til she yells that she can't hear you) that you wear a nearly A.
I need some of those bust must plus pills that Napoleon's uncle Rico was selling.
mine tend to grow in spurts, but i swear they shrink too.
it's sad!
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