This blog is meant to be uplifting and inspiring, a place where little rays of sunshine brighten the mundane realities of life and, in some small way, help make the world a better place.
So I don't suppose anyone is interested in hearing about the newest two and a half million dollar bra.
Of course not. Maybe we could look for enlightenment in a different topic. Election ads, maybe. Or Chinese currency manipulation. Or the difference between a gerund and an indirect object, or . . .
What's that? You think the bra would be more uplifting?
Well, actually, I don't see how it could be. The thing is loaded down with more than 5000 precious gems. It has to be so heavy that nobody but a super-model could even stand up straight with it on. I bet she wouldn't make it through airport security, either. The underwire alone would be enough to send the security scanners into overdrive.
Apparently the bra—size MM, no doubt, for millions—is something that Victoria's Secret creates every year. And no, I'm not going to link to a photo of it. If you want to see it, you can search for it yourself. Then all the resulting underwear-related spam will come to your inbox instead of mine.
I'm just shocked that this has been around for years and I've missed it. I guess they overlooked my name when they put together their list of potential buyers. Or possibly, between my frugality and my fashion-challenged lifestyle, they didn't think I fit the prospective purchaser profile.
They may be right. Even if I had a couple of extra millions lying around, I doubt that I'd spend it on a bra full of bling. In my opinion, it would be a lot less trouble just to put a gem in your belly button instead. After all, as the years go by, that's where those jewels would end up anyway.