I have been collecting brassieres now for about twenty-five years. It started as a lark when I went out with a girl; sort of like a souvenir. It's turned into a hobby. I must have well over nine hundred different brassieres that I have gathered over the years. When women find out about my "Hobby," they make donations. I have them hanging from the ceiling and on the walls in my den. It was a topic for the local news station a few years ago and since then, my mailbox forever contains a brassiere. Most are worn and that's the way I like them.