“If I’m wearing a top, I don’t wear a bra, If I’m wearing a bra, I just wear a bra" Rihanna told Vogue in their March issue. Preach, Rihanna. Preach. While my general rules about bras may be a bit more conservative, it's not by much. Over the years my hate for bras has grown strong. Although It happened slowly - The padded bra was the first to go and with it my desire to give the illusion of perky boobs and in-your-face cleavage. I'm more of an au natural kind of gal it turns out. The underwire followed not too far behind leaving me in what is more of an excuse for a bra than a bra, but a bra nonetheless. And now my generally rule of thumb is - I wear a bra to work and to my parents place. That's about all I can take. Unless of course I'm not wearing a shirt.
Until age and gravity take their due course I will try my damn hardest to get away with not wearing the cursed things as often as I can.
Rihanna also told Vogue that all of her jewelry is fake, and she gets it from Claire’s or her mom’s boutique in Barbados. Imagine that, even with all that $$$ Rihanna still sports costume jewelery. Go figure. Now I don't feel nearly as bad for still buying jewelery that turns my fingers green after about three days.
Blazer: Faconnable (Winners) Pants: Aritzia Sunglasses: Biscuit General Store Ring: Banana Republic Necklace and Bracelet: Forever 21