Date Night: Rock Out With Your "Back" Out

Sometimes you buy a shirt against your better judgement. This is that shirt.

I love it, but let's be real. I am not the kind of chick that can really get away with NOT wearing a bra. COME ONNNNNNN though... I want a break. I wear a bra ALL OF THE DAMN TIME. Usually minimizers that suck my will to live. When I workout... I wear 2 of the damn things. I can hardly breathe. Sometimes, I even wear them to sleep (because I once heard that it prevents the inevitable... gravity induced saggy boob). I think about bras WAY more than your average woman. Does it lift? Does it minimize? Does it separate? Does it give me back fat? Do I look like a complete hooker? Do I care? This time... no bra... and I don't give a damn. This shirt is cute, and it looks better without a big bra strap across the open back. So... screw it. For a few hours over the course of my entire existence... I am bucking the system and not wearing one (and pretending to be one of my enviable friends in the "itty-bitty" club... a girl can dream, right?). Plus... I do still have a few years before not wearing one means risking that they actually tuck into the waistband of my pants.

This is my date night outfit (not to be confused with a work outfit... but, I hope that went without saying). I almost didn't post photos of it because of the no bra thing, on top of the whole elastic waistband giving me a bit of mid-back fat, AND the fact that my butt is actually getting larger (lots of squats, lunges, and Spin classes lately) but then I thought, EFF IT.  Self love, right? MY boobs, MY back fat, MY Big Butt... MY blog. If you don't like it... don't look. Just keep scrollin' biiiiiitches. 

P.S.- The blunt bangs that I cut a couple of weeks ago are much more versatile than I initially gave them credit for. They swoop to the side quite conveniently.