My New Diggs!!!

Phew!...Well, I finally figured out what all those little knobs and do-hickeys do in that airplane, and safely set her down in Toronto, Ontario! Drowsey's Sister was there to greet me and has taken me back to her house to "air-out" and rests my straps before my big hook-up with Drowsey Monkey! (I can't tell you how excited I am to FINALLY meet my bestest blogging bosom buddy!) In the meantime, I want to share with ya'll some very exciting news that happened on my last night with my Fracalicious Chaperon, Fracas ~ read on....

As the world's 1st (& only) Traveling Bra, I've probably certainly been exposed to more people, places, and things than any other piece of lingerie in history...and I've also picked up a few bad habits lots of souvenirs along the way! As a result, the little blue Traveling Lingerie Bag that's served as my humble home away from home these past couple of years was starting to feel a bit cramped. So Fracas, being the Fracalicious Chaperon that she is, graciously offered to upgrade my accommodations...check out my new Traveling Lingerie TOTE Bag!

It's beautiful, roomy, and (get this)...even has STRAPS!

Now there's plenty room for me and my ever expanding collection of stuff... ...which Fracas helped me pack on my last night in Saskatchewan.

*sigh*

Saying goodbye to my Chaperons is always the hardest part...

We share a special bond...that's hard to put into words...

but I fully believe we'll be... And you can read what Fracas has to say about that by clicking here!

My Brief Affair...

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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!)

Fracas Should Be A Bra-Therapist

I mean....

Not only are her fraccy bras the most well-adjusted bras I've ever hooked up with, (and she certainly knows a thing or two about boobs,) my current Chaperon Fracas has really pushed me up and outside my comfort zone...she's encouraged me to realllllly stretch myself and expand my horizons! Why, thanks to Fracas, I have risen to new heights and truly gone where no bra has ever gone before!

It has all been very liberating.

But also stirred up some painful memories and emotions which Fracas, bless her heart, also helped me come to terms with. But...unbeknownst to her...

I still had a secret.

A great BIG dark secret stuffed deep down in my cups and the pressure of carrying it around everywhere I went was almost more than I could bear!!! I knew, if I ever wanted to travel lightly again, I had to get this heavy burden OFF MY CHEST!

Or I might just snap.

And so last night, with Fracas's support, (and a few glasses of wine,) I loosened my straps, took a deep breath, and wooosh!.....everything just came tumbling out! You can read my confession here. But PLEASE don't judge me too harshly, because...

Unless you've been in my cups before,

then you really don't know how I feel.

xoxo

~Olga

And remember...everyBRAdy needs someBRAdy sometime!

Thanks for the song suggestion Diva!

I'm An Official Card-Carrying Saskatchewan-ian!

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Read all about how Fracas did it HERE! (Thanks Fracas!)
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Watermelon Man/My Meloncholy Daddy

I'm thrilled right down to my underwires to report that, after my long and arduous trip across the pond, I've cleaned up my act and am back in the swing of things! And since I have none other than my supportive Fracalicious Chaperon to thank for that...I asked if I could help her out by finding the inspiration for her weekly "Friday Food Porn" post!

She's been so busy getting things ready for our trip to Banff...

she said, "Go for it Olga!"

So I did...

and a few strokes of the keyboard later...

"EUREKA! I found it!"

To feast your eyes fully upon Fracas's fabulous Friday Food Porn Post,

click on my picture!

And then listen to Watermelon Man!(It takes few seconds to start...)