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Dear Diary I sent this to Alan on Valentine’s Day 2015 Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to...
Dear Diary I sent this to Alan on Valentine’s Day 2015 Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to...
Solstice, Evermore On the longest, lingering evening when the sun forgets to die When the gold of day rests heavy...
Solstice, Evermore On the longest, lingering evening when the sun forgets to die When the gold of day rests heavy...
JACK THE BLACK CAT Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work....
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Ms Kitty turns 16 this month In late spring 2010, a year after Moonbeam died unexpectedly, we had been unsuccessful...
Ms Kitty turns 16 this month In late spring 2010, a year after Moonbeam died unexpectedly, we had been unsuccessful...
Moonbeam When we first opened our shop BraTenders, it sat above a meat market, a produce market, and a pizza...
Late September 2006 Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. I...
Late September 2006 Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. I...
Lori Kaplan is a New York–based entrepreneur, advocate, storyteller, and the founder of My Life Behind Bras. Known by many...
Where It All Started Before the brand, before the spotlight there was this. My first catalogue, designed and printed at...
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The ambulance bounced, shimmied and shook over the pitted and pothole riddenstreets of Coney Island, and the old woman strapped...
Opening Monologue – Tits UpSo.Here we are.If you’re wondering about the title—yes. It’s literal. It’s metaphorical. It’s historical. And at...
“Let’s get away for a few days, Al. Everything will be fine at the shop without us. It’s quiet now,...
For twenty-five years, we’ve Uplifted the town,From A cups to K cups, we don’t let you down.UpLifting the ladies, their...
Share Share Lori’s Substack I’ve spent the last 45 years of my life in small rooms with naked people. As...
Share Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Living in the...
The tip of the candle’s flame barely kissed the mattress, but it was enough to ignite a furious inferno that...
I’ve been working since I was 15 years old. First jobs were the usual mothers’ helper/babysitter jobs, progressing to selling...
The months of April, May and June are Bra Tender’s busiest, with proms, weddings, graduations, numerous theatrical awards shows and...
Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published it’s as if the whole world is holding its...
In August 1999 I decided that I was going to start a business, BraTenders, to supply Broadway, film, and television...
Robin Bateau, Gregory Hines, Tony Randall, Paul Newman Some of my proudest work, turning these icons into the belles of...
Bra Tenders 101 WHAT WE DO Thanks for reading Lori’s Substack! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support...
In 1984, a few days after Sami and I had our fracas in the bathroom, I returned home, tail tucked,...
I am no longer, though in many ways I will always be, the Fairy Bra Mother. Hung up my bra...
2 slices well toasted whole wheat bread, mustard on both slices, 2 slices muenster cheese Crunchy Skippy peanut butter and...
After years of agonizing over decisions that are difficult to make, and the struggle to know, understand, and accept that...
Christmas 2009 The Indian food arrived via a yellow slickered delivery man, and the smells of cumin, garlic and ginger, ...