Go home and go home to family in a small town in Ireland, I am far away from where I can buy miu miu. But, like in all good little towns, I managed to find a decent approximation where there is an old-fashioned lingerie shop. I haven’t been to this store since I was a teenager and they struggled to deal with a series of almost no clear oppositional demands. There is little space between cold and mixed. Thin is good, usually agree, but not breasts are bad. If you are not slim, your breasts may apologize for your failure. I’m not particularly slim with small breasts, and after an adolescent experiment, I quit and usually ignore them.
Now, in my 30s, I’m wearing a bullet bra now and I’m surprised at how fit it fits women with breasts like me, it’s neither one thing nor another. Not a 45-degree angle, but crucially, its certain transformation does not imply an attempt to imitate the body of a young woman. I feel sexy, clumsy, and the name lends itself to its protection and is well protected.
“You look like my mom,” my own mother said as she adjusts her sweater.
“I know!” I said admirably.
In a sense, all trends related to body parts are inevitable on a personal level simply because of the large variation in our body types. We have breasts, whether they are stylish or not. While I had long overlooked any sense of internal disappointment from my teenage years, wearing a Mugler shirt was exciting, it was exciting, and it was intentionally announced by my breasts, both modest and modest. Adrian Corsin, managing director of Mugler, told me: “The whole story of the house has been about celebrating human form and re-exploring shapes.”
Later the same night as the Bushwick party, I tried a Mugler shirt with a red vinyl skirt. High waist to some point below my ribs to avoid artificial perforation not getting enough attention. I was amazed at the definition and declaration of the shape of the body. Very happy to see. When I am above a generally accepted slim state, I tend to retreat into men’s shirts and loose pants. There is nothing wrong with comfort or practicality, but please remind yourself that I am still there. What I think of is that such clothes really help women who want to celebrate the breasts they like and are proud of, and half of us forgotten women who have completely breasts.
