"When I see women in suit jackets with no bra or undershirt, it says, 'I’m a classy woman that exudes sexiness without trying too hard.'"
Here's yet another entry in the continuing saga of Japanese inventors' unwillingness to let boobies simply be boobies: It's a bra that doubles as a putting green. Knock it off, Japan!
"Picture it: It's the seventeenth century. Bras don't exist yet. As a typical woman, what do you do?"
One of the great Australian insults concerns the English, who, it is said, "hide their money under the soap." (It works on two levels!) If the Daily Mail is to be believed-always an iffy proposition-they might just as conveniently stash it under the laundry detergent: It seems that Englishwomen only wash their bras every two months or so, which is a particularly startling figure when you consider how often the filthy island dwellers work themselves into a state of sweat-soaked dishevelment by committing knife crimes. Given her avant-garde taste in lingerie, we can only hope that this is one limey affectation Madonna chose not to adopt during her time [...]
Last night I caught a very strange commercial for Playtex's 18-Hour Bra — "strange" because it didn't focus on the lifting and separating ability of the undergarment (i.e. its most important assets) (at least to this potential bra-buyer), but its cooling properties. A parade of brassiered ladies stood in front of a white background and recounted stories about excessive breast-borne heat, with one woman going so far as to try and stick her chest into a freezer. (I don't know about the other members of the bra-buying demographic in the Awl audience, but I have never had this problem, at least not outside of the context of normally sweaty [...]