Because I am often amused by my own mishaps I thought I would share the experience I had this morning, fighting with my bra. Now if I weren’t so picky about wearing the right bra with the right top and my straps not showing this would never have been an issue. I am travelling and I brought a nice convertible bra with me by Soma which I have had for months but not yet worn. I had decided to hook the bra straps so they would criss-cross in back since the shoulders were cut-in on my top. I was a little clammy from my shower and it didn’t help that my wet hair was dripping down my back. Being one who hooks her bra first in front then spins it around to the back, I quickly realized that it was not going to work this time. So, I figured out how to get in it over my head but I had failed to lengthen the straps and I could barely get my arms through. It was twisted besides. So try as I might I finally got it back over my head. I carefully untwisted it and tried again but still got tangled in it.] I was beginning to wonder if the clamminess of my skin was from the shower or the fact that I was starting to work up a sweat. I finally lengthened the straps, untwisted the damn thing and tried to slip into it and hook it in the back like they do in the movies……or undo in the movies. Well, I am double jointed and was able to do that but I didn’t get it on my hook of choice and I was so happy to be in it that I stopped there and finished getting dressed. Next time I’ll just pack a racer back bra.