Got all the way to second base before he found my BOOBIES!

So, since the uterus is angry today, making me think that my binder wouldn't be a good idea, I put on two tank bras.

You'd think two would do something. It just pushes them up.

Fuck.

ETA: Pulled both of them down/tight as much as I could without revealing anything...seems to help. Though the uterus isn't happy about that either. Gargh.

ETA again: One of the tankbras was so uncomfortable (the band was suffocatng me) that I switched to the tried-and-true one tankbra+binder. Uterus is staying quiet, which is good because if it says one word I will take it out with a rusty spoon.

A little guts and lots of glitter

This song makes me so happy.

We are what we are and what we are is an illusion.
We love how it feels
Putting on heels causing confusion.
We face life though it's sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter;
Face life, with a little guts and lots of glitter.
Look under our frocks: Girdles and jocks,
Proving we are what we are!

We are what we are - Half a brassiere, half a suspender.
Half real and half fluff,
You'll find it tough guessing our gender.
So Just [WHISTLE] ("Hey, Taxi!")
If we please you that's the way to show us.
Just [WHISTLE] (Wolf-call)
'Cause you'll love us once you get to know us.
Look under our glitz: Muscles and tits,
Proving we are what we are.

You tacky thing, you put them on

So...I made an STP device ^_^

( In case it's TMI )