Through this Covid19 situation, I have been pleased about one thing. I think, since March I have worn a bra maybe three times. I love being naked, and if I can’t be naked, at least I can get by without a bra, under a T-shirt. I started cleaning and purging some clothes and found this beautiful bra. I ordered it with something sexy in mind with my person – and that ended abruptly, so I tucked in the drawer and forgot about it. Finding it again made me think that I should start buying things for me! Just me! Not for anyone else. That way – I can wear them without having some sad and depressing thoughts attached to it.
I put this on and instantly fell in love with it. I hadn’t even tried it on when I arrived in the mail because it made me sad. It was still in the bag with the tag attached to it, and I put it in the drawer and out of my mind. Through time and some building strength, I was able to smile when I saw this and put it on. I fucking love this little bra!
So, I strutted around in this cute bra for an entire day. Ok, I had sweat pants on, and the AC was on – but it was as close to naked as I could get and not risk having to take the puppy out last minute. Oh, and yes, I did walk outside on my porch in this bra, and not only did I not care if the neighbors saw me, but I was also kind of hoping they would!