If I consent to measurement, a near
fine condition in underwires, rounded shoulders,
Then it becomes by sheer artifice, perhaps,
Through the blind of officewear of what a fitting
Can accomplish, and what may be our blotted
Impressions through the day's articles
of black or sand dune.
So it tenses,
A nerve between the two, secured by fillets and eyelets,
The mind's forgotten straight pins in the body--
Starred sentences, silences
Between us and some mouth's remaining rust patterns
We must solder up to,
Two abreast in the deep plunge and push up.
* I like the brand's unsuggestiveness in color or "urchin" for that particular turquoise.
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What I have to say about this seventeen years later is that intimate apparel is really an oxymoron. The wearer very much wants it to be displayed as it displays the merchandise. Take the example a decade ago, where it was not classy to show a bra strap with a sleeveless dress or shirt, yet the consumer trend was to display the Victoria's stripes soon and often.
There was once a thought I entertained about breast implants. A girl in my cohort got the mid-size option in order to emphasize the ratio to her whittled waist, and gain inner peace. She achieved neither.
They contraindicate side sleeping, and I do not want to be packaged that way. I have a small build, so the accumulation of thoracic and visceral fat is proportionate, and will succumb to gravity anyway.
Ozempic, too.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMdGA8LuFvA
https://intimmedicine.com/beyond-weight-loss-how-glp-1-agonists-ozempic-wegovy-influence-sexual-desire-and-function/
https://www.menshealth.com/health/a63204549/ozempic-and-erectile-dysfunction/
I would like to be with someone who has graduated from needing costumes and props for self-validation. It is like graduating from a high school mentality where what one wears and how one styles one's hair is the primary motivation for going to school. At some point, the packaging and stylistics have to cede to the substance.
I do not fear obesity and the attendant dumpiness as I age. I fear muscle wasting and frailty like the other women in my family. I make a concerted effort to eat better and strength train to maintain my muscle mass.
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