Today I suffered a hideous pain, one comparable with stepping on a piece of Lego, being stabbed in the boob with a stray underwire.
This was a bra that had already tried to injure me before, and I’d attempted to reinforce it (me, sewing, I know!) but I find that once underwires have tasted freedom, they’re never quite the same again.
After being stabbed all morning whilst assisting with family swimming – I decided enough was enough and removed it at lunchtime. My husband was astounded at the size of the underwire (and he’s not unfamiliar with my chest area!) – so obviously he wore it as a headband…..
Then the 3 year old wanted a go – but it was far too big for her little head.
I guess I probably should take note of the washing instructions and only handwash them – but isn’t life too short for handwashing?!?
That feeling of stabbing in your cushiony areas have made me pull offending wire out in a ginger rage leaving one boob high and the other swinging in the sand. I feel your pain big breasted sister 😊
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Yep – I’m lopsided until bedtime and then this b*gger goes in the bin!!
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