Tag: Bra

  • And then what happens when you find another girl’s bra in your apartment.

    [Setting: Twitter] @pamelaribon — I just pulled a bra out of my drawer and put it on, only to realize… this isn’t mine. I don’t shop at Victoria’s Secret. (…is it yours?) @Glark — Stop crowdtesting your new novel Pamie. @Mjfrig — Yes, I have man-boobs, okay! Stop rubbing it in. #idontreally #onlyajokeiswear @auriflamme —…

  • What happens when you find another girl’s bra in your apartment.

    (there’s some language, just in case you’re at work.) First this happened. And then this:

  • i am about to blind you with some serious fucking science.

    i am about to blind you with some serious fucking science.

    I’m not a Fergie fan. To the point where when someone mentioned that Fergie had an album coming out, I was skeptical that Americans would be interested in listening to an album by British Weight Watchers royalty. The first time someone told me about Fergie’s new song, that is exactly what I said back. “How…

  • well, it’s another entry about my boobs.

    Just got back from seeing Inside Man, or The Inside Man, or whatever it is. It doesn’t matter. I wanted to see it because Clive Owen is amazing, and if the entire movie was him doing that first monologue straight to the camera I would have been much more entertained. Consequently, about half an hour…

  • Best two lines said to me over the past day:

    “Oh, she was always buying bras and eating these strange pretzels.” And: “Bring all the girly things that make you look pretty.”

  • counter-point.

    [readermail] Dear Pam, I read with interest your entry on sports bras for the, um, chestally blessed on Friday. I found it very entertaining, despite screaming at the computer, “Pam, Oprah is not the boss of you!” But more disappointing than that was the fact that you neglected what might be the most interesting aspect…

  • Bounce With Me, Bounce With Me.

    I bought an Enell Sports Bra, because Oprah told me to. It arrived yesterday afternoon, and despite all better judgment, I decided to give it a test run. Literally. It’s not a pretty bra, but with a little imagination, you can pretend you’re into some weird bondage stuff with it, because… well, because I’m pretty…

  • so early, so late

    You don’t have to check the time of this post. I’ll tell you. It’s four in the morning. I’ve learned an important lesson. When you decide to drink more Diet Coke than you have in about a year, it’s best not to do it at eleven at night. I’ve been trying to fall asleep for…

  • Measure for Measure

    A couple of months ago my friend Liz and I went shopping. She was looking for a camisole for an upcoming show, so we hit a few lingerie stores. This, of course, led us to Victoria’s Secret. I felt conspicuous holding my Coffee Bean cup as I fingered lace tops, watching the salesladies watch me.…

  • Girl Talk

    like, serious GIRL talk There are a few things I think every woman should know, and I don’t know where the parenting chain breaks down, but some women don’t know about these things. And in college, it was somehow my job to teach these young girls things that their mothers and fathers assumed they knew,…