I hate bras, I stopped wearing them years ago (probably to the determinant of my poor figure. Haha). Now and again, if I go out in something clingy, I’ll wear a bra, but the best experience of that day will always be the moment I pull it off. I suppose I’m crazy 😜 and should just make a bra for myself that I find comfortable, it’s interesting that I’ve never done so, considering that I made swimwear for a living at one point.

I must admit that for the last few years during the lockdown especially, I went many days without the bra, and I haven't noticed any changes in my bussom from doing so. This observance somehow triggered the resurfacing of my bra importance theory, hence the reason why I've been delaying sourcing replacement ones.

Tadaaa, exactly! 🤗❤️💕❤️❤️🤗🤗 FREEDOM TASTES SO WONDERFUL