Oh let’s face it, the only thing that makes a bra a “fantasy bra” is who is wearing it, and when Marisa Miller is wearing it, everything is a “fantasy” something. You could put a roll of toilet paper on the woman and call it “fantasy TP”, and people would buy it. Or at least, guys would buy pictures of it and do what guys do with pictures of hot, half-naked women. But hey, here’s Marisa Miller selling the Fantasy Bra, which I take to mean it’s capable of time travel and other groovy, fantastical things. I could be wrong, of course.
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