If You've Ever Had To Wear A Bra You'll Totally Relate To These 15 Tweets About How Awful It Is

If You’ve Ever Had To Wear A Bra You’ll Totally Relate To These 15 Tweets About How Awful It Is

If You’ve Ever Had To Wear A Bra You’ll Totally Relate To These 15 Tweets About How Awful It Is

It’s no secret that it can be pretty freakin’ hard to be a woman sometimes… of course, you’ll only truly understand why if you actually are one. I mean, let’s face it…we have to look good ALL the time; we shouldn’t be a certain “size”; we bleed every month for half our lives… this list, sadly, goes on.

But aside from all that, there’s one thing that truly, truly grinds my gears about being a woman, and that my dear fans is this: the necessity of bloomin’ BRAS.

Okay, sure, bras can be pretty cute and sometimes make you feel super sexy, but if I’m going to be completely honest with you all (and when am I never not completely honest?) most of the time they’re just an absolute pain in the backside. And I am most definitely not the only woman out there who thinks so…


And I for one would buy it by the gallon! Stock up on it for those long, winter months, hand it out as party favors, gift as birthday and Christmas presents for years to come. There truly is no better feeling.


Yep, definitely writing that one down for future use. YOU GO ERIN! Tell them how it is.


Honestly, it took me far too many years to perfect this talent but now that I finally have, I am never going back. If there’s one thing you try to achieve in life, let it be the art of not giving a damn!


Bras can be such a HINDERANCE too. I mean how am I supposed to get my drink on if it feels like I’m being caged in with some sort of medieval vice contraption!?


I have made this terrible mistake only once in my life, and after that one time, I vowed never, ever to do it again. It still hurts to this day!


Any none-bra wearing folk would take a look at this, scoff and be like “honestly, wearing a bra can’t be THAT bad” and to those folks out there I have only this to say; no bra, NO opinion!


It really does feel like you’re punishing the “twins” every time you strap those booby-baskets on in the morning. In fact, it really is kinda like strapping your kids into their car seat; “I would love to let you roam free, but I can’t trust you to behave yourselves and people will think I’m a terrible person. ”


I have no idea what the heck that thing above is, all I know is that I can relate to everything it looks like… which is something I hoped I’d never had to admit.


I very fair point… once that thing is off, you do NOT want to go through the hassle of putting it back on… no matter WHAT happens. The struggle is absolutely real.


A great question with an even more wonderful answer; No, the answer is no, it is definitely NOT a day off. Your boobs need a day off too, ladies, and don’t you forget it!


I actually do this more than I would like to admit. Ah… who am I kidding, I LOVE to admit it! If you ever see me out in public wearing baggy sweater, folks, there is a 100% chance that I am NOT wearing a bra, and it is the greatest feeling in the world.


This is a pretty funny idea – however – I have major issues with people who keep their money in their bras… especially if it’s a particularly hot day. Nobody wants your sweaty boob dimes, my dear. NOBODY.


This is only true when it isn’t your best people, because if you’re inviting people over and they aren’t the people you can be braless around, then they are not the people you should be inviting over. That’s the No. 1 rule in my house, anyway!


I could not agree with this statement more. Well, actually, swap that fruit for a “sharing” box of 20 McNuggets, a Big Mac and a whole mess of fries and you have yourself a deal young lady!


I won’t lie, at this point, my co-workers are lucky if I even bother to put a bra on for the office at all anymore. And no, I don’t care what Jackie in HR says, bras completely hinder my creativity and make my working day 3000x more uncomfortable than they ALREADY are.

Anyway ladies, at least we all know we aren’t alone in this, right? And at the end of the day, if we don’t laugh about it well… we freakin’ CRY!