Friday, January 8, 2016

Dear Bora,

It's Confession Sunday, right?  Unlike you, I actually know what day of the week it is, but I still have a confession to make.  I'm at work but I'm not wearing a bra.  It's "spirit day" which means we get to wear jeans, tennis shoes, and a school t-shirt or sweatshirt.  My logic is that with these barely B cups, I don't really need a bra; it's not socially acceptable to go without.  So if I'm wearing a big sweatshirt or bulky sweater and no one can tell, why on earth would I strap on an "over the shoulder boulder (or in my case pebble) holder"?  So today I'm proudly (but quietly) sticking it to the man and letting my tatas loose (within the confines of my oversized sweatshirt).

Love Your Hippie Bra-Burning Sister,
Kate

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