What the fuck is it with these casual dresses that have the whole damn back out? Where are my titties supposed to go? I can’t free ball that shit. You don’t just drop bowling balls from the roof of a six story building and expect it to work out ok. That shit is not OSHA approved. I mean look, Charles might be in charge of our days, nights, wrongs, and rights, but I am the master of my own titty domain and I demand the ability to have both discreet support and comfort.
(via thechocolatebrigade)
