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(They’re all too self-involved to notice you anyway, sweetie)

To the girl at the gym with the predilection toward strapless bras and low-cut tops (and to girls everywhere just like you): give it a fucking rest, you’re in a gym.

Look around you, the people here fall into two broadly-defined categories:

  1. Out of shape, and wish they weren’t.
  2. Totally ripped, and wish they were even more so.

Regardless of which of those you fall into, or which of those you’re trying to impress, everybody here knows you should be wearing a sports bra. We can all see that you have nice breasts, bravo, but we can also tell that you’re kind of a slut.

Gym, not bar. Water bottle, not Martini. Sportswear, not eveningwear.