Yet, as much as I love the strapless bra, I hate it.  The reality is that bras were made with straps for a reason and without them, it’s an epic fail waiting to happen.

While I own my fair share of so-called strapless wonders, I’m torn as to whether I really need them or not…

Love it:
There’s nothing quite as tacky as bra straps slipping out of tops.  I mean, it’s such an easy fix, so it’s annoying when people are walking around all strappy and whatnot.  I don’t care how nice your bra is, I don’t want to see the straps. And, no, those clear ones don’t cut it either.

In this regard, strapless bras work wonders.  They fit under your slinky tops without revealing to the general public that you buy your bras at Kmart (I only have, like, two from there…) AND they provide a step up from going without a bra, in that they stop the floppin’ and maybe provide some (in my case, much needed) push up action.

Also, when I first put a strapless bra on, I get to dance around and pretend I’m a burlesque performer.  Strapless bras have an aura of secret sexiness about them that makes me feel like I’m seduction on a stick.  They’re definitely a confidence booster (and my confidence definitely needs a boost once I look in the mirror and realize that my new, delicate dress really does make my arms look ginormous).

Loathe it:
Even though the straps are not there, people can tell you’re wearing a bra.  There always seems to be an annoying outline of the top of the bra that can be seen through your shirt.  Worst of all, when there are no straps involved, you have to hook that sucker even tighter around your ribcage, leading to unfortunate levels of back fat and horrible red marks/bruises when you take it off. NOT the situation you want to be in when you’re starting the sexy time (he might take it as a cue that you like pain and bring out the whips and chains…not a fun Saturday night).

Also, no matter how tightly you fasten it, the strapless bra will always need tugging up.  Tugging on your strapless bra all night = white trash fail.

I guess until I can afford something better (like fake boobs) or some wonderful lingerie scientist at Victoria’s Secret (they have those, right?) invents a perfect strapless bra, I’m stuck with the bras I have.  Worse case scenario:  I could just pull a American Apparel move and eschew the bra entirely.  In which case, I urge you all to stay away from my general part the USA to avoid the retina damage that will surely come from me walking around in a tank top/tube top/dress sans bra.

What do you think? Love or hate the strapless bra?

Clooney is like a fine wine

Politicians judged by their baby-holding abilities

J.Lo gets taken over by Scientologists?

WTF?!

Disturbing, disturbing babies in food costumes

I mean, who doesn’t want a white trash birthday?

Halle Berry preggers?

Break these fashion rules

Posh uses poop to maintain clear complextion

More reasons for guys to watch football

Go Go Power Rangers…not so much

That’s what SHE said!

Palin is NOT invited to Madonna’s party

Someone actually married Howard Stern

What if Beyonce was a boy?

God, those Scientologists are after everyone!

At first, I loved her. She was a slave for me, even though I was toxic…she told me so!Then Brit was so sad that I felt bad for her. Next time she was in the news, I felt bad for her kids. At NO TIME, did I ever feel bad for K-Fed (You are a douche dude! Go finish highschool! Zac Efron is cooler than you.)

With the latest videos, stories and photos of Britney having sex in a boutique (Betsey Johnson) and cursing out small store managers – she is a little too Bobby&Whitney on crack for me. The days of her carrying Preston around while a wife-beater without a bra and driving around with Paris refusing to wear underwear, seem so long ago. Those times of normal white-trashdom have careened into the psycho-hose-beast we see before us today. I can’t help but think:

How many years are those kids going to supported by our tax dollars?

Is forcing Hollywood to file for permits before they procreate enough to solve the problem?

Does K-Fed even have a job?

Right now, she is looking for attention. I know we all said that before, but we couldn’t help but watch anyway…I know I couldn’t. I have had it now. I’m out. When my little sister used to act stupid to get everyone’s attention, my mom would tell us just to ignore her and she will go away.

Go away Britney, just go away.