Here’s a little humor for your Friday. I recently purchased a handy little invention called a Cleava*. Can you guess what it is without clicking that link? Maybe you’ve seen it advertised on TV. We don’t have TV, but I was instantly interested after reading a post from Mom Most Traveled that recommended it. It’s a piece of fabric that snaps around your bra to cover cleavage without adding the extra bulk (and heat!) of a camisole or tank top. I LOVE this idea! There are so many cute, fashionable tops that I absolutely love but hate to buy or wear because I’m a little self conscious about showing off “the girls.” I agree with Mom Most Traveled: there are few things worse or more annoying than having a conversation with someone whose eyes are obviously fixed farther south than they should be. I was hoping the shipment would make it before our upcoming FL trip and was excited when the package arrived today. Here’s a picture of the package:
Now, take a close look at the wording in the bottom left corner:
I don’t know about you, but I’m sure glad that it covers “scaring.” There are few things I hate more than my cleavage scaring someone.
I’m pretty sure they mean SCARRING, and I’m also pretty sure the marketing/design person in charge of this product might want to pay a leeeeeetle more attention before sending products out the door. Although it WAS good for a laugh, which is always healthy. And I still think it looks like a great product.
*This is not an ad! The Cleava people have no idea who I am and did not reimburse me in any way for this post. They’re probably also not too thrilled about me pointing out this error, so I probably shouldn’t expect any freebies headed my way. Hehe!