I just finished gathering up my final load of laundry and I noticed something.
I'm a bra collector.
As I was adding the items to the washer I started to count "two,three,five,SEVEN???, I'M WASHING 7BRAS?" , I thought to my self " when did I become a bra collector"?
Worst part is I still have like 5 or 6 more bras somewhere in this house.
I knew a few years ago I had a problem with being a panty collector (not in a "weirdo way" I only collect my own) and tried to make an effort to stop buying anymore panties until I really needed them (that's gone to pot) but I never knew my collector tendencies had grown to bras.
This may be T M I for some of you but for those of you who may suffer from the same aliment you will understand where I am coming from.
It amazes me when I can walk into La.ne Bry.ant and pick up a bra, I must block out the fact that I have too many at home already.
I suppose I should take someone with me from now on to remind me not to visit the intimates department, I could however blame this on the store itself since they send me some of the best coupons EVER!!!
Maybe I'll remove my name from the mailing list (yeah right).
Well good night/morning it's off to bed I go!
7.17.2007
I'm a collector
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Sure, sure. Just because you SAY "not in a weird way" doesn't make it true! :)
I imagined right then a bedroom with panties hanging off the ceiling fan and tucked into corners of bookshelves. Like a frat house I once went to...
You and Loren are both wierdos...lol so glad you found eachother;)
send some my way, the other day I was out and about wearing a v-neck when I realized that my underwire was what was poking me in THE CHIN. Now I am working with one wire and I am seriously lop-sided. You know I can't let these guys out without a bra...
That is AWESOME! Underwire in the chin - that's a new one :)
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