Bra-aaaaaaarrrrrrgggghhhhh!

I've been yearning to take this off since 9.30 this morning.

Sure, it looks pretty but after 8 hours, I'm convinced it's a weapon of torture. Barbed wire would be more comfortable. In fact, I'm pretty sure I heard the mannequin wince during this photo.

My back is hurting from spending most of the day fidgeting and changing working positions in a vain attempt to find comfort.

I even went so far as to let the twins out over lunch; let me tell you, they were not happy to go back into confinement.

I can't tell you the relief I felt undoing the clasp when I got home.

Suffice to say:

Less bra......more aaaaaaaaaah :-)