Yea, I suck at tittles. Though this should get a lot of hits ha.
I take some dance classes. Saturday was the last class until fall, so I was reminded of the first class of the spring.
So, the first class started on the first day of spring. The last few weeks of winter were awesome, it was around the 80’s. The first day of spring hits, and it frickin snows!
So I wake up at like 8 or 9, the class was at 11. I threw on some clothes to lounge around in and read some blogs. I kinda lost track of time, cause next thing I know it’s almost 10:30 and I needed to leave since snow and wasn’t exactly sure where the studio was.
So I grab my bag and run out the door. I get several blocks away and suddenly think to myself, “Huh, that’s weird. My boobs feel weird.” I put my hand on my boobs, and realize, I am not wearing a bra. SHIT.So I turn around and call the man and ask him to meet me in the driveway and bring a bra.
Luckily, the roads weren’t too bad, so I was able to race to the studio. I got there and had to pay. So I stayed bundled up and paid, then discreetly ask where the bathroom is, and slip into the bathroom to put it on. That could have been bad. Imagine I hadn’t noticed til I got there, then it would have been to late and would have had to dance without a bra.
I absolutely hate not wearing a bra so I dig where you are coming from. I've done even gone and bought a new one just so I knew I was covered!
ReplyDeleteOh boobs.. Why do you have to be such a hassle?
I've accidentally gone to class before without a bra. Oops. Kept that sweatshirt on the whole day. Granted, I wasn't going to be bouncing around- so there is a bit of a difference.
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