But I’m pretty sure I draw the line at “Mr. Bra.”
“I’ve fitted 10-, 12-, 13-year-old girls,” says Mr. Bra. And a little later on: “I’ve sold bartenders this bra!” If you make it to 13:26 you’ll see a sign announcing “Breast Forms Silocone [sic] or Foam,” followed by Mr. Bra dancing with a large synthetic breast and chanting “Call me Mr. Bra, call me Mr. Bra, call me Mr. Breast Form.”
You have been warned.
I haven’t found Mr. Bra’s real name anywhere on his website (another warning: barfogenic zone), which is otherwise very comprehensive (mastectomy bras, transgender bras, lymphedema bra, zipper girdles, padded underpants, history of corsets, “guide to breast care and health for PLUS SIZE women,” etc., etc.). But if you’re in Phoenix you can check out his shop—it’s at 3247 East Thomas—and ask him yourself. He’s also on Twitter.
Via The Hairpin.