Hail, Mary: The Birth of the Bra

by marionroach on August 7, 2010

THE BRA’S BIRTHDAY. Now there is something to celebrate, sisters. And a centennial birthday, at that. Imagine: 100 years have gone by since the first American woman said—now repeat after me, sisters—“How in the world am I going to these into that?” Oh, yes, sisters, let’s light some birthday candles and throw a few bras on the pyre, since it’s a birthday you don’t want to miss. [click to continue…]

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“Pooching Out at the Side,” in Paris

by marionroach on February 19, 2010

OUR BRAS. IN TRANSLATION. Is it just us, or do they look bigger in French?

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What’s in a Number? Just Glee.

by marionroach on July 28, 2009

triathlon logo2MENOPAUSE MADE ME DO IT.  It’s my new favorite shield phrase, though I do find that from behind its protection come some of the more surprising things I’ve said in my lifetime. These phrases just seem to hurtle from me, and while I must admit that they feel so good as they tumble out, even I am sometimes surprised when I hear them go whizzing by. Consider, for instance, what I recently screamed out my car window about my boobs. [click to continue…]

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More from the Sweat of Our Bras

by marionroach on April 29, 2009

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B RAS HAVE NEVER BEEN FUNNY until now. I have never–and I am not making this up–found this topic funny until I started to write about it, and you started to write back. Laughing and crying my way through your comments, I have been renewed, reborn, reworked in ways no boob job could deliver. And I only wish I could publish those emails sent privately, but I won’t. Really. Don’t beg. But I will do this: give you this video treat, sent to me on email; a gift from a sister reader. Enjoy.

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