I went to my daughter's softball tournament with out a bra this weekend. My legs were probably hairy too but I didn't notice. I woke up but didn't want to get out of bed until the last minute and she didn't set her alarm so we scrambled out the house with her trying to decide whether to glare at me for waking her up too late or to be in a bad teenage mood because she had to wake up early. It was funny but I forgot my bra. Maybe we should bring back burning your bra. I find a lot of ladies now a days are very fierce and stuck up towards each other instead of celebrating being woman together. Or instead of no bras, which is a bit uncomfortable, we could start a movement to hug someone a day, instead of getting people to throw ice water on us for a cause.