My Brief Affair...

(click for tearjerking soundtrack)

So, as I was telling Fracas...

I'd been looking for love in all the wrong places...only to find this big bunch of assorted nut jobs...all of whom (in my not-so-humble-opinion) are too flashy, baggy, uptight, dorky or just plain icky! Plus, each and every one of 'em had only one thing on his mind. (Now I know exactly what my Blog-Mistress was talking about when she'd mutter: "Where are their brains anyway?!")

Anyway, I knew I'd never find anyone as sweet as the 1st man in my life, Speedy...or as ummm, "interesting" as my dear ol' git, Daddy P...but still, I just couldn't wrap my straps around the thought that maybe there really wasn't someone special out there for Olga, the Traveling Bra?!?!?

But, there was.

And his name was "L."

"L" was a quite, unassuming New Zealand boxer who, despite the fact that he was completely gray, was still very fit and had an oh-so-snappy waistband! (Rrr-arrrr!!!) It took about 2.5 seconds for me to tumble straps over cups in love with "L"...and he fell hard for me too. We managed to squeeze a lifetime of memories into our brief affair that lasted only THREE DAYS...because he had to return to his family farm...and I had a plane to catch...to Canada.

Now all I have to remind me of him is this picture.

And memories....
*sigh*

So, who can blame me for polishing off an entire bottle of Shiraz last night
and getting a little sloppy as I mourned the loss of my one true love!?!

Thankfully not Fracas and her bevy of bodacious bralings!

They heard me drowning my sorrows and rallied 'round to lift my spirits

as only the breast bra-friends can do... Petra: "Come on Olga - look on the bright side! At least you're not being used as a kiwi-holder for you-know-who...and...you've still got us!"

Nicolette: "Of corse-ette you do...and we're MUCH better looking!"

Mia: "Olga, il mio compagno di petto. Don' la t è triste! Voi don' bisogno di t nessun uomo di fetore! Let' la bevanda di s il vino ed è felice!"

Me: "You're right!...From now on...I'm only hanging around GIRLS!"

Fracas: "Hey! Who drank all my wine?!? And why's all my underwear passed out on the floor? OLGA?!!?!!?"

(*Please go check out Fracas's version of this love story!)